"Tan Zhou led twenty Mumen killers to Huaijing Street and asked to cooperate with us." Yan Huawu came in to report.

"Promise him not to move."

Yan Huawu was slightly stunned, seeing that Wang Xuan had made up his mind, his solemn and resolute appearance, his lips moved slightly, he didn't say anything in the end, he just went down.

Wang Xuan's intention was very clear, he wanted to use Tan Zhou and the twenty Mumen killers to take the lead and test the depth of the Ming Palace.

However, the court is the court, and the rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes. He has been immersed in officialdom for a long time, and he is familiar with the twists and turns of the court, but he doesn't know the pleasure and revenge that people in the rivers and lakes can kill them for thousands of miles with a single word.

If all the people in Mu Men died here, it would be fine, but if one person survived and let Mu Cangping know about his arrangement today, the troubles in the future would probably be endless.

Mu Cangping, the leader of the martial arts alliance who is respected as the "first sword in the world", seems to be full of flowers, and his praise and popularity cannot be overstated, but Yan Huawu knows that this is still a figure who is underestimated and despised by the big figures in the imperial court.

He seems to be low-key and not as sharp as Jin Zhenyue, but in fact, he is far more dangerous than Jin Zhenyue. All the people in the rivers and lakes who have a deep relationship with him clearly understand a truth: if you want to live a long life, never play smart in front of Mu Cangping.

"Tan Zhouxing encountered street authorities near Huaijing Street."

Tan Zhouxing lightly injured four people and was forced into a small courtyard on Huaijing Street, adjacent to the Ming Palace station. There is a formation in the courtyard, Tan Zhou and others are trapped in the formation, and no one in the Ming Palace shows up. ”

"What does that mean?" Wang Xuan was puzzled, so he could only ask Zu Peng.

Mu Dian is good at formation, and during his stay in Huairentang, he did not forget to sneak back to Huaijing Street to set up the formation night and night, obviously planning to rely on his own strengths and clean up Tan Zhouxing with the smallest casualties.

The five evil formations have been completed, so why bother to make another small formation? Why are you sleepy and not killed?

"The Great Commander wants to test the depth of the Ming Palace, and the Ming Palace also wants to test the depth of Tan Zhou." Zu Peng said with a smile: "In the past, Mu Si was taught by me, she must have known that I have a great friendship with the Lord of the Mu League, and if she wants to kill people with a formation, how can she not prevent my Luling Zu clan from making a move?" ”

He no longer speaks of Mu Cangping, but calls him the leader of the Mu League.

Wang Xuan's heart moved, and a thought flashed: "Is it really a coincidence that the old gentleman went to Jiankang to visit relatives and met me by chance?" ”

Zu Peng smiled: "The Great Commander understands the person." The old and half-cut people have seen fame and fortune, how can they still have any desire to fight? However, the request of the deceased cannot be shirked. ”

He sighed softly: "Mu Si, she wants to know who I sent, how strong is it." So I can't go yet, so I can only let my sons go. This father and daughter have eight tricks in their hearts, and it is not easy to deceive them. ”

"Your son?" Wang Xuan faintly felt bad in his heart.

"The old man said to the great commander before that he brought five sons and seven grandchildren, and eighteen apprentices on this trip. Three of the sons, and eleven apprentices entered Huaijing Street early and answered Tan Zhou outside the battle. Now is it time to merge with it? ”

Wang Xuan was shocked and angry: "The old gentleman is so calculating." ”

Luling Zu's entourage, including Zu Peng, a total of thirty-one people, this number of heads, the forbidden army has been counted repeatedly, and now Zu Peng says that he has three sons and eleven disciples with Tan Zhou, that is to say, these days, he has been deceiving himself?

"Can the Great Commander know the principle of 'miscellaneous but not refined, broad but not pure'? In this world, like the father and daughter of the Mu family, there are geniuses, and there are not many people who are proficient in all laws. The children of the ancestral family are good at formation, and their martial arts are not refined, if they encounter a strong enemy, they can be killed at close range, and they need strong guards...... It is not a deception of the Grand Commander. ”

Wang Xuan snorted.

In troubled times, killing soldiers does not kill craftsmen. Zu Peng has a skill to be afraid of, no matter how angry he is, what can he do?

What made Wang Xuan feel most frightened was Mu Cangping. After being ordered to sneak into Chuzhou secretly, he sent someone to contact Tan Zhou and pull Mumen into the gang, thinking that he had taken the initiative. Before he didn't want to act, or even didn't act, he had fallen into Mu Cangping's calculations.

It turned out that Mu Cangping did not intend to eradicate the Ming Palace on his own, and he included the imperial court in his available strength.

After all, he underestimated these charlatans.

These people in the rivers and lakes who seem to only be reckless in martial arts are not inferior to the best politicians when they play tricks and scheming.

"Your Excellency, the time has come. My unscrupulous sons, I'm afraid they are not Mu Si's opponents. ”

What else can Wang Xuan say? A voice in his heart told him that Zu Peng was sent by Mu Cangping to monitor and supervise the war. Mu Cangping calculated that he would shrink from the battle and let the people of Mu Men bear the brunt...... It sent chills down his back.

"I put Lang's safety first." Wang Xuan ordered in a deep voice: "Let's go!" ”

***

The five evil formations were surging, and black clouds were in the sky.

Under the dense clouds, a woman in red stood in the courtyard holding a white umbrella.

The umbrella is a silk umbrella, white, depicting large poppies blooming wantonly, red, bewitching, warm and public. The umbrella is half tilted, revealing half of the jade face, the sandalwood mouth is dripping, and the skin is cut off.

Such a depiction of the scene in the painting deterred the killers who were accustomed to seeing tyrannical and bloody scenes.

"What about Mu Dianke? I heard that she was looking for me all over the city, and I came, why was she shy and hiding? Tan Zhou smiled obscenely, with an extremely uncomfortable frivolity in his words.

Yun Yang lifted the umbrella, and a delicate little face like a lotus calyx was revealed. raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and smiled: "Our girl, it's a golden nobleman." When I smelled the stench from afar, I felt dizzy and sick to my stomach, and said to me: It must be the dung-eating ghost from among the 36 evil spirits contained in the "Dharma Sutra" here. This ghost is filthy, feeds exclusively on livestock dung, and has a terrible stench, and is the first obscene ghost among all the yin ghosts. I'm going to avoid it. You're not afraid of dirty smells, so take it for me. ”

The woman frowned deeply, and fanned the wind lightly with her five fingers: "Girl, you really look down on little women." ”

Her voice and singing and writing were excellent, which made Tan Zhou's face suddenly gray for a while.

The Mumen killer and the Zu clan disciples behind Tan Zhou almost broke their skills and laughed out loud.

Tan Zhou crawled out of the manure tank, although he washed it in the heavy rain and soaked in the pond again, the smell of feces on his body has faded a lot, but it will not be completely eliminated in a while.

The killers stood behind him, not to mention that they were close to him, and they were inferior, so they could naturally smell it, but they only tacitly understood each other, pretending not to know.

Yunyang is far away from the wind, and it should not be smelled. casually remarked, and it happened to poke Tan Zhou's embarrassment.

He also has a vivid demeanor and interesting words, and everyone forgets for a moment the embarrassment of being shot by the organ in the streets and alleys, and they feel deeply funny.

Just when most of the people's attention was called Yun Yang to lead away, the three brothers of the ancestral family shouted at the same time, "Be careful!" The voice fell, and they had already scattered in different directions, moving and changing positions, quickly twisting the formation, and the heavenly ink clouds formed by the formation of the formation qi rushed to one place, rolling and strangling behind the killers.

It's slow.

A slender figure broke through the fog and inadvertently pressed behind the last killer.

The other children of the ancestral family also reacted and joined forces with the three brothers of the ancestral family.

In the big array, there are thousands of changes, the last moment is still ten zhang away, and the next moment you can borrow the formation to be close at hand, and vice versa. What they have to do now is to twist this established formation and keep the figure that suddenly appeared away from Tan Zhouxing.

Yun Yang threw off the umbrella, raised his arms, hunted with red sleeves, and shouted crisply: "Meet the enemy!" ”

Si Jinzi quickly moved under Yun Yang's command.

The three brothers of the ancestral family were only dragged for a short moment.

The next moment, I saw a red horse soaring into the air, light as a veil, gorgeous as a glow, fluttering and spreading for more than a foot.

A snow-colored sword light flashed in the air like a flying rainbow lightning, and suddenly turned back, dragging out a sharp word "human" in the air.

After the last stroke was written, a blood line rushed out to the heavens, straight as steel, and the softness that was falling in the air was a rigid and soft, both a strong contrast, but also inexplicably commensurate, in the middle of the night, there was a dizzying and terrifying beauty.

The sword light flickered, one person and one sword, drifting back into the depths of the dark night.