Gather the people of the Nine Directions City who have already replied in front of them, gather in Ningcheng, and enrich themselves.

There are nine cities in front of it, and it is very close to Qimu City.

Once the war starts, even if it can't hit the Wei Wangfu in one go, it can still severely damage the people and horses of King Wei Xian.

Fight and retreat, retreat to Ningcheng, and there is no need to be afraid of the Wei family's chasing soldiers.

The Tang family's men and horses are ready to go, and it is easy to cut these long-distance pursuers!

Another brilliant plan!

The strategy of the desert sword maniac made Tang Kuohai want to kneel down and call his grandfather.

This stepping horse is really Zhuge in the world!

There is only one capital word written on Tang Kuohai's face!

It is not in vain that he has been serving the desert sword maniac for many days, and at the critical moment, Zhente Niang's top use.

"Sword Master, according to what you see, is my son Shujin still in the world?" Tang Kuohai asked bitterly.

The Great Desert Sword shook his head wildly.

Tang Kuohai leaned on the chair.

"I'm not good at speculating on fate, and I can't calculate the life and death of your son."

"However, the 10,000 horses in Yanbei led by your son and the eldest prince should not have left the grassland city."

"If the great son dies, your son will never live!"

"Even if the great prince is not dead, if the master of the people and horses of the Northern King of Blocking Yan is Qin Chuge's subordinate, eighty percent of your son is gone."

The desert sword madness expressed his prediction.

"My ......"

Tang Kuohai burst into tears in an instant!

That is the pride of his Tang family, the leader of the Tang family, what a proud demeanor.

"My son must not be dead, he Ji people have their own natural ......"

"Sword Master, I can't wait, I'm going to kill Qin Chuge and King Wei Xian!"

Tang Kuohai wiped away his tears, turned his grief into strength, and gritted his teeth.

"As long as the sword master helps me compete for the throne of the Northwest Sage King, Kuohai is willing to be on an equal footing with the sword master!"

Tang Kuohai knelt in front of the desert sword maniac and gave a shocking gift.

"At that time, don't say that good wine and good meat, all the beauties in the world can be enjoyed by you!"

"What does the swordsman think?"

Tang Kuohai raised his head and waited with great anticipation for the reply of the desert sword maniac.

"The old man has always disliked others to draw cakes for me, whether it is a beautiful woman with a beautiful country or a top weapon, this great future must be fought for by himself!"

"You have lost a lot of opportunities, and the one that makes the old man most indignant is Si Yuanbo of the scholarly family."

"What your Tang family lacks is a wise military advisor, and the old man can make up for this vacancy!"

"However, if you Tang Kuohai can't provoke the martial arts to lead this big beam, the battle of the Northwest Sage King will definitely be defeated!"

The desert sword madness did not reply to Tang Kuohai directly, he took a sip of tea and continued.

"Actually, the old man also miscalculated at the beginning."

"On the surface, it seems that the key to the battle between the Northwest Sage King is who the King of Yanbei supports."

"Actually, it took a few days for the old man to understand."

"It is not the King of Yanbei who decides which one of the Virtuous Kings will fall in the northwest, but Qin Chuge!"

Speaking of this, the desert sword maniac's face showed endless remorse.

"As the old saying goes, one wrong step is the wrong step!"

"If it is placed on other people, I am afraid that it has already been appointed."

"But I, Yan Mad, don't accept my fate, and wander all my life without desires and desires?"

"That's, how can there be no desires and no desires in this world?"

Yan Madness!

The real name of the desert sword maniac.

It was not until today that Tang Kuohai was fortunate to learn.

Sword madness sword madness, he lives up to the crazy word in his name.

"The old man told you before, as long as the iron sword in the Qin Chu singer!"

"Today, the old man tells you that I don't want this iron sword ......"

"I want a country, a country that I have built!"

The desert sword is domineering and leaking, he wants the country!

"Drunk and lying on the knees of beauty, wake up and take charge of the world!"

"Tang Kuohai, the old man asks you, are you willing to lay down a country for me?"

The desert sword shouted wildly.

"Broadsea is willing!"

Although Tang Kuohai was infinitely stunned, he hurriedly responded loudly.

"Good!"

The desert sword maniacs laughed.

"The old man has another plan!"

"Your youngest son's funeral is in advance, post to Qin Chuge."

"Before Ningcheng started fighting, the old man first beheaded him surnamed Qin Xiao'er to boost the morale of the soldiers!"

"This behead, the position of the virtuous king is just around the corner!"

The desert sword madness spoke.

"Yes!"

Tang Kuohai was excited.

He didn't know that he had drawn a picture of the Virtuous King on an equal footing for Yan Mad.

Yan Mad turned around and drew a picturesque pie for Tang Kuohai!

Who's in charge of whom?

Glance!

The ninth on the Fengtian list, the tenth on the Fengtian list, two powerful figures.

In this Tang family's mansion, with the country's cakes.

The old man chatted about the madness of youth, holding the bow like a full moon, beheading Qin Chuge, and beating the King of Wei Xian in the Northwest!

What a passion!

Can they win a country?

Maybe!

……

Qimu City, the palace of King Wei Xian.

King Wei Xian had been back from Yancheng for a few days, and he was anxious to see Elder Luo.

The original intention was kind, he didn't want to see the chaos in the hot summer.

Because no one can predict, what is in the ruins of Loulan?

There is a wisp of the remnant soul of a powerful monk, which will lead monks at home and abroad to frantically go to fight, and the ancient city of Loulan will be a bloody storm.

There is an extraordinary artifact, which will also make the monks fight to the death!

If there is an immortal warband of the hidden royal family, it will not be able to end!

Not to mention, if there is a powerful monk of the manifestation realm living inside.

Once this powerful monk walks out of the Loulan Ruins and looks at the entire martial arts world in Yanxia, who can resist it?

The first person on the Heaven Sealing List has obviously not touched the manifestation realm.

Xu, the number one on the Heaven Sealing List, has stepped into the peak realm of the Great Heaven, but he can't shake the power of the manifestation realm that exists in the legends of the martial arts world.

It's just that if you don't enter that realm, you can't know its specific skills.

What's more, everything is unknown!

And the unknown means death!

However, Elder Luo's words made Wei Yuanjiu return to Qimu City with a stomach full of questions.

Yan Xia owes Qin Chuge too much, and the royal compound owes the Qin family too much......

In this way, King Wei Xian obviously couldn't understand the mystery.

What moved him even more was that the royal compound gave a firm reply.

No matter what is in the ruins of Loulan, Yan Xia is willing to bear it with Qin Chuge.

This is equivalent to saying that Qin Chuge should be allowed to do it.

All the consequences, no need to care.

Behind him Qin Chuge, standing is the entire hot summer!

There is a way to be a romantic figure through the ages, and it depends on the present day!

In the current hot summer, who dares to compete with Qin Chuge?

This attitude of the royal compound, according to King Wei Xian's guess, must have an old matter.

This old thing should be labeled as royalty!

However, King Wei Xian was not qualified to know the details.

"Report ......"

The shouts of the guards interrupted King Wei Xian, who had been pondering for a long time.

On the top of the main hall, he held a teacup in his hand and had been standing for a long time.

"Tell the prince, there is news from Ningcheng."

"Qin Chuge, send a message to the prince."

"Oh?"

King Wei Xian dropped his teacup and hurriedly listened.

"Flat inside, attack outside, converge, reverse encirclement!"

The palace guards told eight words.

"Huh?"

"Just eight words?"

King Wei Xian confirms again!

"Back to the prince, it's just eight words!"

"He also said that if you can't understand it, you ......"

The palace guards didn't dare to say it, they were honestly afraid.

"Speak!"

King Wei Xian snorted coldly.

"He said, if you can't understand it, go back to the countryside and raise pigs......

"The prince spares his life, this is Qin Chuge's original words, not a small one."

The palace guards hurriedly pleaded guilty.

King Wei Xian: "......"