After watching the middle-aged Fang Shi's head cut off, the white-bearded old man fake Huang Ping breathed a sigh of relief. He took a deep breath first, then unloaded the black qi condensed in his hand, and took out a small bamboo tube from his arms. poured all the medicinal powder in the bamboo tube into his mouth, and after swallowing it raw, his breath was relieved.

The fake Huang Ping, who had eased up, saluted the position of the King of Huainan and said, "Your Highness, the assassin has been robbed and killed by the old decay. Just in case there are still assassins and allies, please return to the fiefdom as soon as possible......"

"Then don't go, let's talk about what happened last night." didn't wait for the fake Huang Ping to finish speaking, an old guy who was too old to look good had already walked down from the mountain bag, and it was he who watched the play for a long time on it and never returned. Looking at the fake Huang Ping who was a little stunned, the old guy smiled at him, then waved his hand and said, "Don't look at me like that, I didn't say anything about you." If you have the problem of last night's man, you don't have to be like a roast pig now. ”

After finishing speaking, Gui Bugui turned around and said to King Huainan: "If it weren't for the last leak just now, I would have thought that you would have hidden so deeply." Why, it's already like this, are you going to keep pretending? ”

"Don't be rude to His Royal Highness the King of Huainan!" After the fake Huang Ping saw this, he yelled at the return, and then a black gas came out of his palm. Just like the touch just now, the black qi changed into the appearance of a copper sword and held it in the hand of the fake Huang Ping. Just as he was holding the black qi copper sword and was about to slash at the return, a mean voice came from the air, "I heard that you are afraid of thunder and fire...... Right? ”

At the same time as this voice fell, there was a sudden explosion in the sky. Just when the fake Huang Ping was engrossed in guarding against the thunder from the sky, the white-haired young man suddenly appeared behind him. In between, he casually waved his hand at the fake Huang Ping, and a lightning bolt with the thickness of his wrist entwined by countless sparks struck out of his palm.

Fake Huang Ping had only seen someone use magic to lure the heavenly thunder down before, and he had never even heard of it if he shot lightning horizontally, let alone seeing it. At that moment, the fake Huang Ping didn't have time to make a defensive move, and he was hit by this lightning. The whole person flew out upside down for more than ten feet before falling to the ground, and no one knows.

When Wu Mian made his move, he didn't look at it or not, his eyes stared at the people of Huainan King opposite without blinking. After seeing the frightened expressions on the faces of these people, he said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still love acting so much." This play has been smashed, will it continue to be performed? ”

After saying that he would not return, King Huainan sighed softly and said to the old guy in front of him: "This old gentleman, why are you so hard-working? Ben Wang ......"

Before King Huainan finished speaking, one of the two black-clothed men in cloak beside him said, "Your Highness, this old man is talking to me. After saying this, the man in black had already separated from the guards and walked out. As he walked, he unfastened the cloak from his head, revealing a bald head covered in pockmarked seeds. The bald head looked at the returnee and said: "I didn't expect your thief's eyes to be so smart, I already used spells to detain that little alchemist." I didn't expect it to be discovered by you, okay, since you have seen it, then I don't have to hide it, whether you return or not, don't you give a salute when you see the elders? ”

"I know it's your old man." He laughed or not, but he didn't mean to salute at all. turned around and grimaced at Wu Mian, and then said, "This is the person we met last night who possessed the soul of the overlord." This old man was called Yan Zheng when he was a mixed monk, and I have to call him Uncle Shi when I talk about it......"

The two of them had already suspected that they were from Xu Fu's generation, and Wu Mian was not surprised at this time. After looking the numb-faced bald man up and down, he said to Gui Bugui: "Is that your uncle who was almost killed by a nameless person?" Why did you beat him......

Yan Zheng originally stood opposite the two of them and waited for the two of them to give a big gift to him, but he didn't expect the big gift to come, and these two people even sang and laughed at themselves. The uncle sank his face on the spot, staring at these two people coldly, he didn't know Wu Mian's details, he only said to Gui Wu: "Do you also want to entertain me?" ”

When he said this, with this Yan Tribulation as the center, the ground within a range of several hundred zhang began to tremble violently. The ground at the feet of Wu Mian and the Returning Ones began to crack, and after a while, there was no land around them that could completely put down the cracks of their two feet.

At this time, Wu Mian's heart was a little surprised. Looking at this hand alone, it is not at all as unbearable as it was said before.

Seeing that the two of them finally stopped, Yan Zheng snorted coldly, and said to Gui Fu: "I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, and then I heard that you were detained by Xu Fu?" How. Did your master find out with his conscience and let you go back before leaving, or did someone rescue you? ”

Speaking of this, Yan Zheng paused, he tilted his head to look at Wu Mian, and then continued: "According to Xu Fu's temper, he won't take the initiative to let you go, so it is this little friend who rescued you?" You don't have to ask me to introduce this kid? Say, he's Xu Fushou's closed disciple, right? Even if I'm no longer within the door wall, I'm not even a monk and you're an elder, and I don't have the corresponding courtesy to see an elder."

"It's not that I don't say it, I'm afraid that your old man will be unhappy if I say it...... "Gui Yi Yan smiled, although he was afraid that Yan Zheng would be unhappy, but he still said the following words: "Your little friend is the disciple of the first generous master Yan Wai, count it ...... You old man look at it......"

Although he belongs to the kind of people who are old and unserious, he has never been messed up in terms of seniority. However, no matter how Yan Zheng looked at it, this white-haired young man did not look like a disciple of the first Dafang Master. Just when Yan Zheng hesitated, the voice of King Huainan came from behind: "Mr. Yan, you can't stay here for a long time. The king of Qi did not get the news that the king was dead, and he would definitely send follow-up men and horses. For the rest of the matter, please make plans as soon as possible......"

Yan Zai turned around and bowed to King Huainan, and then said to him: "Your Highness, these two people have some relationship with Zaixia. And the root of this sacrifice lies in these two people. Please allow your Highness some time, and it will not be too late to leave after dealing with Xiang Yu. Please rest assured, King Qi's diners seem to be normal. The gentleness who was still a little virtuous had already died, and the rest of the people were even less afraid. ”

It seems that King Huainan still has taboo Yan Zheng, and after listening to him, he has no intention of urging again. After saying that there was Mr. Lao Yan, he led his guards and retreated dozens of feet. I am afraid that the two parties will do it in a while, and then hurt him, the king of Huainan.

After seeing King Huainan hiding away, Yan Zheng turned around, looked at Wu Mian and Gui Fei and said, "No matter if you are a disciple of Yan Aihou or Xu Fu, now call out Xiang Yu's soul." As long as this soul is handed over to me, no one here will be able to hurt a single hair of you. ”

"I remember that you were kicked out of the door wall by Xu Fu when the princes and kings got too close. I can't imagine that after so many years, you still can't get rid of this old problem. After smiling, he looked at Yan Zheng, whose face had sunk, and continued: "It seems that you are determined to protect the king of Huainan, and this sacrifice to the river is to let the assassin of the king of Qi appear, so what about Xiang Yu?" A soul that has been fascinated for sixteen years, why has he been kept until now? ”

Seeing that Yan Zheng with a sneering face didn't mean to answer, the old guy smiled and continued: "Then let me guess, it should be you who lost the mind of the overlord back then." He killed himself in Wujiang. However, he did not receive Xiang Yu's soul, and worshiped for sixteen consecutive years. That's not what you're always doing, either. Then there is only one way to solve it, there is something in Xiang Yu's soul that makes you feel at ease....."