All this was seen by Mo Zixuan, and he subsided his anger a little.

As long as Mo Ziye makes a move, this person will definitely not be better.

"Someone! Send the messenger back! ”

As soon as Ji Xiaoyun's loud voice opened, Xuanjiawei immediately took action and dragged the person out.

Except for Mo Ziye and Mo Zixuan, no one knew that this Turkic envoy would not survive tonight, and he was destined not to see the sun tomorrow.

After the Turkic envoy left, Mo Zixuan finally calmed down.

He took the tail finger from Mo Ziye's hand, and all kinds of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and what was finally imprinted in his mind was the face of the master.

When he found out that Jiang Zebei had fallen into the Heart Devouring Gu, the master's thrilling and terrifying anger aura, as well as the faint distress revealed by the other party's expression.

If the master saw this truncated tail finger, he would definitely be distressed to death.

Mo Zixuan did not participate in their discussion, he held the tail finger in his hand, and left the camp in despair, following behind Mo Ziye's tail.

At this time, no one knows what kind of out-of-control, heart-rending scene they will face when trading tonight.

……

The sky was getting dark.

Inside and outside the camp where the Western Liang Kingdom was stationed, there were ten Hongyi cannons placed under the tower of the Turkic City.

Ji Xiaoyun, Feng Hui, General Pan, the Xu family brothers, as well as Mo Zixuan, Mo Ziye and others, as well as tens of thousands of Xuanjia guards standing behind them, were waiting for the arrival of the Turks and their masters.

As soon as the time came, the Turkic gates opened.

The generals of the Xiliang Kingdom, and the Xuanjia guards holding torches behind them, straightened their bodies one after another.

Soon a group of people appeared from inside the Turkic city gate, and the leader was the Turkic national teacher who appeared in the Xiliang camp yesterday.

He was followed by dozens of people, all dressed in Turkic costumes, and none of them were their generals.

But there were a few people who came with something in their hands.

Ji Xiaoyun stepped forward and watched coldly as the Turkic national teacher approached with people.

As the other party approached, he asked in a loud voice, "What about our general?" ”

The Turkic National Teacher's gaze was first placed on the ten Houyi cannons, and then he retracted his gaze, he let go of his body and showed a strange smile to Ji Xiaoyun.

"Here, but he's fainted now."

Behind the national teacher, there was a wooden frame carried by several Turks, and it was Jiang Zebei who was lying on it.

His eyes were closed, his handsome face looked very calm, even if he turned to ashes, Ji Xiaoyun and the others could recognize it.

Seeing their master, everyone present could not help but think of a severed tail finger brought by the Turkic envoy during the day, and everyone looked at the man's hand, and saw the hand without the tail finger in the left hand.

"Hand them over to us!" Ji Xiaoyun stared at the national teacher.

The national teacher smiled at him and shook his head.

This action annoyed everyone present, especially Ji Xiaoyun, "What do you mean?" Want to backtrack?! ”

The national teacher pointed to the ten Hongyi cannons, "And those iron pills, I see that you have a lot, I want twenty boxes!" ”

That is the most important thing that is installed in the Hongyi cannon, which is ignited for firing, and the national teacher has been in the Xiliang State camp last night, and he knows all the weapons clearly.

Ji Xiaoyun shook the muscles of his cheeks, and said to the Xuanjia guard behind him: "Go and move twenty boxes of iron pills!" ”

Behind him was the garrison camp, and the Xuanjiawei moved quickly, and twenty boxes of iron pills were quickly moved.