Yu Chimu turned his back to the entrance of the cave, ignoring the cries for help and screams behind him, and the hatred in his heart was not reduced by half a point because of Ning You, who was suffering in the snake cave.

Ning You was engaged in so many insidious methods behind his back, and at that time, because he cared about Scarlet Yan's life, he deliberately spoke ill of her and became close to Ning You.

Scarlet Smoke not only endured the trauma of betrayal at that time, but also endured Ning You's cruel torture in a place he couldn't see.

He hated Ning You so much, but he hated himself even more.

It was he who gave Ning You the opportunity to push the scarlet smoke into the abyss, and he almost lost it.

If he had seen her better, maybe they wouldn't have been like this.

How many times he has hurt her invisibly, and every time he treats Ning You well, in Scarlet Yan's opinion, it may be a tacit acquiescence to her vicious behavior.

When he thought of Scarlet Smoke, his internal organs were hurting, and it was an existence that he regarded as precious as life.

He even felt that he had lost the right to love her, a person who hurt her to the core, no matter what he did, he couldn't get her forgiveness.

"Master," Wei Chi Mu planted in the dark pile in southern Xinjiang to report, Yu Chi Mu, who had suffered a major blow and was depressed, had a little more sense in his eyes, but the face of the dark pile was a little solemn, "The neighborhood is surrounded by people and horses in southern Xinjiang." ”

Wei Chimu was still full of anger, and when he heard that he was surrounded, he was not alarmed, but he was interested.

He shook his hand in a chic manner, twisting his wrist joints slowly and sexily, and his slightly squinted peach blossom eyes were dyed with bloodthirsty desire: "It's just right, relieve your anger." ”

"Lord Wang, I'm sorry, the little ones are acting on orders, and your life is going to be here." The men and horses surrounding Wei Chimu in the southern Xinjiang were mighty, no wonder the words spoken by the leader were respectful, but the tone was extremely conceited, and this posture seemed to be quite supportive.

Yu Chi Mu snorted coldly, pulled out the shiny sword at his waist, aimed at the enemy opposite, and smiled even more wantonly: "Don't end up with your life staying." ”

His henchmen all laughed together, and they all took out the guys they had in hand, and they fought in response.

The leader was looked down upon in front of him, his face turned blue in an instant, and his speech lost the momentum just now, and he hurriedly beckoned the soldiers to do it.

The clouds are thick and the wilderness is far away.

The swords collided with each other, and the number of people on both sides was huge, and the fight was extremely tragic.

The red blood occupied a wasteland, and the situation was clearly different. The people of southern Xinjiang were defeated and retreated, and even if there were many of them, they could not defeat the carefully selected guards of Wei Chimu himself.

On Wei Chimu's side, everyone was skilled in swordsmanship, flexible in movement, and the red flame raised by the blade was a sign of their victory.

After the battle, the smell of fishy sweetness permeated the wilderness.

Yu Chimu held the sword in his hand and pierced the enemy's body again and again, but his mood did not say that there was a hurry of victory, and he did not improve at all. He wiped a handful of the blood that had accidentally splashed on his face when he killed the enemy just now, and stepped on the blood trail to find his way.

One of the people sent to southern Xinjiang was killed by Wei Chimu without leaving behind.

When several elders got the news, they were shocked at first, and then they thought that the southern kingdom would retaliate, and they couldn't help pacing back and forth in the courtyard, beating their palms with their fists from time to time, as if they could come up with a way in this way.

The others were less flustered, sitting in their seats in contemplation, but their nervousness was revealed by the inadvertent breaking of the beads in their hands and their hands shaking like chaff.

If they continue to pursue Wei Chimu, they won't even have the strength to protect their families, and they may not be able to catch Wei Chimu. Even if it could, the troops were exhausted, and it would not be a matter of time for the southern Xinjiang to be taken down, and it would only be a matter of time before Wei Chimu was rescued.

The elders are now not only deciding whether to let Wei Chimu go, but also thinking about how to avoid the retaliation of the Southern Kingdom.

"Why bother?" Wei Xian heard the wind and sat upright, and picked up the teacup next to him and pecked it without authorization, "If you really want to be Wei Chimu, why don't you call me?" ”

If Wei Chimu hadn't killed Ning You, maybe there would be room to turn around, but this Wei Xian, to be honest, is not a good person, and they don't want to rely on it unless they have to.

Wei Xian was still indulging in drinking tea, and the time vacated in the middle made the elders glance at each other, and exchanged opinions with their eyes: Let's see.

"And what do you do?" The Great Elder asked tentatively.

Wei Xian replied slowly: "I can provide troops, strategies, there is only one request, and your troops also allow me to mobilize." ”

Wei Xian's proposal was exported, and several elders were still a little hesitant, if he had the power of the army, what if he emptied all the people? He is still the former prince of the southern kingdom, and the strength is still okay, but the southern Xinjiang is different, they rely on this strength to defend themselves.

Seeing that the elders still refused to waver, Wei Xian continued to persuade: "Cooperation is to achieve our common goal, isn't it cost-effective for the forces of the two parties to solve one person?" ”

The Great Elder spoke with some hesitation: "It's not worth it to fight all our forces alone. "He's already lost a daughter, and he can't send other people to a hopeless battlefield.

"It's done, after recovering the southern country, half of me and half of southern Xinjiang." Wei Xian saw that they had the intention of talking, and they suffered from gains and losses, so he had to throw out a more attractive reward.

The territory of the southern country, even half of which is the size of two southern frontiers, should satisfy the appetite of these people.

To exchange that little bit of troops for two southern Xinjiang, this kind of deal is something that everyone will agree to.

The elders smiled, obviously shaken by the fatal temptation proposed by Wei Xian.

Grand Elder Wei had some concerns, but he still couldn't make a decision. His daughter died unexpectedly, and Wei Xian was likely to use his hatred to deal with Nanguo, not necessarily just for Nanguo, maybe he had other ambitions, such as eating Nanjiang.

After thinking about it for a while, the Great Elder wanted to ask a few questions, but his hands were suddenly caught behind his back, and his mouth was gagged.

His eyes were full of panic and puzzlement, because it was the three elders who were working with him who were holding him hostage, and the three elders looked at him with firm and apologetic eyes.

The interests of a group of people cannot be abandoned because of the opposition of one person.

"Why not?" The second elder put on a flattering smile on his face and agreed to Wei Xian on behalf of all the elders.

Wei Xian put down the teacup, since the goal has been achieved, then it is time to start talking about business.

"Now, do as I say. Send a large number of men and horses to surround and intercept Wei Chimu at all costs, if he leaves our control, it will be troublesome. The second elder said a few "yes" in a row, and hurriedly sent his henchmen down to arrange it.

Wei Xian narrowed his eyes, temporarily relieved, and waited for a good result.

If you can catch Wei Chimu, then you can contain Wei Ting, he is Wei Ting's second-in-command, and it will be much easier for him to ascend the throne.

"Master," Mu Zheng wanted to remind Wei Chimu, and as soon as he raised his hand, he showed his understanding, beckoning everyone to stand by.

The sound of tapping in the distance, everyone was vigilant, ready for another battle, and the handsome flag of the southern kingdom that was slowly rising at the end of the field of vision quickly calmed the hearts of Wei Chimu and everyone.

Wei Ting was dressed in the unique armor of a general, and when he saw the mottled blood stains on Wei Chimu's clothes, he smiled for the first time in a long time: "I still received it." ”

Wei Ting received a letter from Wei Chimu, in which he asked him to take the army to southern Xinjiang to pick him up, and also asked people to collect news along the way.

However, he is not alone.

Wei Xian, also here.

"It's not a difference." Wei Chi Mu sneered meaningfully. He saw another group of men and horses coming up from behind Wei Ting, and because they had just fought each other, he knew at a glance that they were from southern Xinjiang.

"Uncle Huang said with a smile," Wei Ting secretly estimated the number of people with his peripheral vision, like a cold light leaking out of the corner of his eyes, "The difference is faster." ”

Yu Chimu and Wei Ting looked at each other and smiled, and with a wave of their hands, the swords of the people behind them appeared, and the swords on both sides of the southern country faced each other.

The people of southern Xinjiang were a little incomprehensible to their current situation, and just quietly observed.

Wei Chi Mu Wei Ting approached each other little by little, and a flying knife staggered between the trees suddenly stabbed into the head of the general who was leading the southern Xinjiang with his back to Wei Ting, and he was still at a loss before he died.

As the corpse of the general of southern Xinjiang fell weightlessly, the fight between the southern country and southern Xinjiang began again.

This time, the southern Xinjiang did not have the slightest advantage, and Wei Ting, together with Wei Chimu's team, quickly ended the battle with the trend of being completely crushed by both numbers and skills.

"How many times have you been blocked?" After the war, Wei Ting did not forget to tease Wei Chi Mu.

Yu Chimu gasped slightly, looked at the blood stains on his robe, and then raised his head and told Wei Ting: "Just twice, no more." ”

"Uncle Huang, are you no longer good?" Wei Ting sneered lightly.

Wei Chimu turned his head, not wanting to look at this little nephew.

In fact, the mood is too annoying, and there is no effort to deal with those flies. Suddenly, he knew that Scarlet Smoke had suffered so much, or because of Ning You, his heart was in a mess, although it didn't prevent him from rectifying Ning You, but he didn't know how to face Scarlet Smoke at all.

"What do you want to do next?" Wei Chimu threw a bottle of water to Wei Ting and asked.

Wei Ting caught it with a "snap", and after drinking freely, he passed the water back to Yu Chimu, drawing circles on the ground: "Dignitary." "Go to the Southern Xinjiang Elder and take Wei Xian away.

Yu Chimu caught the water and put it aside: "Okay, but you have to go by yourself." If I go, you don't want anyone, just pull out the knife. "He just went to kill Ning You, and he wants to go back to southern Xinjiang, not to mention talking about important people, he was surrounded and beaten at the door.

"I have a hunch," Wei Ting said with a smile, "there is still a war." ”

Yu Chi Mu raised his eyebrows at Wei Ting, and Wei Ting also raised his eyebrows at him, and both of them laughed.

"But it still has to be done." Wei Ting got up and rode his horse, pulled the reins and adjusted the direction.

"Then I'll start fighting when you come back?"

"How do you know I can't negotiate?" Wei Ting took a handful of the horse's buttocks, and the horse stood on his feet and raised his head to neigh.

"You and I both know that there are only so many odds of winning." Yu Chimu stretched out two fingers.

Two percent of the odds, eight of the odds......

Wei Chimu looked at Wei Ting, who was still walking away in the end, and thought about the preparations for the war.

Wei Ting still took people to southern Xinjiang to negotiate, and then as soon as he entered, he bumped into the Great Elder complaining.

"Your Highness, the little girl was killed by him until her whole body was eaten by snakes and died, and Wei Chi Mu should be left to our southern Xinjiang to deal with it." The Great Elder sobbed and complained.