"Minister Qincha, I have seen the Minister of Qincha!"

"What is the minister?"

"Uncle Ashan, don't you know this? The minister of the Qin mission is the champion Lang? I heard that it is Wenqu Xing who has descended to earth!"

"Zhuangyuanlang, I know, why is Zhuangyuanlang the minister of the Qincha? What is the beast on behalf of the sky, God is going to sacrifice?"

"Look at your mouth, what are you talking nonsense! The minister of the Qin mission came out to do things for the emperor, and he patrolled the Quartet on behalf of the Son of Heaven to appease us!"

"I heard that this champion Lang, originally born in the bitter cold, is similar to you and me, relying on the perseverance and talent, studying in the leisure time, and then participating in the scientific examination, even in the three yuan, the Jinluan Palace is even more brilliant, is valued today, directly the official worship of the scriptures, give Shang Fang the sword, give the position of the day patrol hunting, and then must soar to the sky, is a full big man!"

"Yes, yes! I also heard that this lord is also good at Danqing, known as the saint of painting, and it was in the Jinluan Hall that he painted for Concubine Xian, painted the beauty vividly, and convinced the barbarian king, so that His Majesty was pitied. ”

"How could such a big man come to a place like ours?"

"Zhuang Yuanlang said that the river god is superstitious, is that true?"

The people in the audience talked a lot, and Sima Bingxin on the stage heard it clearly, and he knew a lot about the illustrious origin of this scholar.

This kind of little person works hard, with his own ability to counterattack the resume, it does sound in line with the general direction of being oppressed and then resisting, and it is indeed like that, it is the same as those projections of the overlord, but ...... This champion doesn't seem to know martial arts, and he doesn't have domineering, if you want to say that this is the projection of the overlord, this way is inevitably a little crooked.

Sima Bingxin hesitated slightly, turned around, Zhuang Yuanlang had already come to his side, and was using his own body to cover himself, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and asked directly: "Hey, Zhuang Yuanlang, what's your name?"

"Huh?"

When the scholar heard this, he was puzzled, I don't know if he didn't expect this bride of the river god to know her name? Or was he surprised that someone would ask such a question at such a critical time, what was going on in his mind?

Thinking about it, the scholar still replied frankly, "Fly to the sun." ”

“...... Toward...... Day...... Fly, my day!" Sima Bing was stunned, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and his eyes were full of smiles.

...... I have nothing to do when I am full, but I also have to fly towards the sun, try to compete with the sky, so sassy, so second, so poor and boring, under the whole world, who is the overlord?

...... It's really you!

Sima Bingxin blurted out: "The name of such a sassy bag, it's really you!"

"What?"

Inexplicable words, and judging his name indiscriminately, Xiang Rifei was not angry, and after snorting lightly, he only thought that the girl in front of him was because of a miserable fate and excessive fright, and she hurt her brain, and she became more sympathetic, and she was about to speak out again to appease, but she heard more outrageous words.

"Hey, they don't seem to recognize your identity as a chase! You better quickly transform and sweep away this group of garbage, so we can go back, right?"

...... What is this?

Xiang Rifei was inexplicable, but he no longer dared to take the girl's words as child's play.

Turning to look at the guards who had re-surrounded him, as well as the priest who commanded him behind, Xiang Rifei's face was serious and imposing, and he shouted: "Superstition hurts people, and I don't know how to regret it, I dare to offend Tianwei, take it down for me!"

Sima Bingxin followed behind Xiang Rifei, and when he saw him holding up the token and greeting his subordinates, his mind was full of thoughts, and he couldn't help but complain.

...... It turned out that this time it was officialdom and brought its own thugs...... I thought you had the courage and no strategy, and you couldn't think of it and arranged it properly, you came to the stage to save people, attract attention, control the audience, and your subordinates took the opportunity to act and prepare to arrest people.

...... It should be properly arranged, right? Is it an ambush on all sides? Or is there a lack of one of the three around? However, you always feel that this line is full of flags!

...... Catch all the bad guys, it should be considered a successful escape, but I don't know how good it is to satisfy the projection wish?

Sima Bingxin was a little distracted, seeing that with the flying and shouting of the sun, the crowd below was chaotic, and there were indeed many people coming out in line, so he finally felt at ease and began to think about how to practice with the help of fusion projection?

"You're so bold!"

An angry exclamation, interrupting his contemplation, Sima Bingxin hurriedly looked up, and saw Xiang Rifei's face full of anger, trembling all over, stretching out his hand to point to several priests, and following the direction of his finger, he saw the people and horses rushing out of the people below, gathering behind those priests one after another, and quickly converging.

On both sides of the priest, elite soldiers in armor and sharp blades lined up, and there were constantly tattooed barbarians full of murderous intent, carrying a large pile of bloody human heads, walked up, and threw the heads of people who were staring at each other with wide eyes and extremely stunned death, to the bottom of the altar, and showed them to Xiang Sunfei on the stage to watch.

Although Sima Bingxin couldn't recognize these faces, he could confirm from his distorted expression that these heads below were his subordinates who had been ambushed.

"Hahaha~~~ Zhuangyuanlang, Lord Qincha, King Heng has passed the news that you are coming early in the morning, and his old man expected it early in the morning, you will definitely not let go of this kind of thing, you really came stupidly, it really makes us wait!"

The priest led below calmly took Xiang Rifei's murderous gaze, and laughed cruelly, "This is a specially prepared trap for you to enter the pit, and you really jumped in? What kind of champion Lang, Wen Quxing, but that's it! Now I think what are you going to do?"

Xiang Rifei was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he said excitedly: "Unexpectedly, it was actually my best friend who betrayed me! King Heng conspired to rebel, and everyone else is a traitor! Even if I have my liver and brain ruined and my body is wiped out, I will definitely put things in order, and I will not allow traitors to be seen in the world!"

The sudden rampage of the plot made Sima Bing stunned, and his brain couldn't react at all.

...... Hey, hey, what's the situation now? Isn't it a drama of the birth of a literary opera star, breaking down superstitions, and sweeping away gang rapes? Why did it somehow turn into a princely rebellion?

...... And what did you say? You're dead, how can you set things right?

...... Is this because I'm too weak, or is your life too bloody?

I can't figure out what kind of drama is happening in front of me? Sima Bingxin didn't know what to do at the moment, so he had to hide behind Xiang Rifei, wanting to see if he still had any hole cards?

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, several priests laughed loudly one by one, and said obscene words, "Hahaha~~~ Zhuangyuanlang, don't you want to put things right?

"Hey, hey, boss, how are we going to concoct this stinky boy, and the girl who doesn't know how to lift up?"

"This little lady's skin looks weird, but since it is the bride of the river god, we can't act rashly, so we have to wait until the river god is sacrificed before we can recycle it. ”

The priests said super coolly, and the corners of Sima Bingxin's mouth twitched helplessly again. The bride who sacrifices to the river god, even if the sacrifice is finished, is a floating corpse, even if it is not swollen, it is definitely not a beautiful thing, and you still have to recycle it for use......

I really can't imagine that the Heart Demon Pavilion is also a big force in the projection world, and they can meet their fellow friends and worshippers wherever they go, and even the floating corpses are accepted, and the tastes of several people are only afraid that they are cold enough in the Heart Demon Pavilion......

“...... Isn't Lord Chincha known as a saint of painting? Otherwise, we will strip off the little lady's skin and let him draw a few souvenirs!"

The more the priests talked, the more refreshed they became, and they even shook their shoulders together, smiling obscenely and unbridledly, while the elite soldiers behind them surrounded them again.

In a critical situation, Xiang Rifei looked resolute, as if he was not facing a dead end, he was fearless, but ...... But that's all there is to it, nothing more.

In the face of the excessive difference in strength, Xiang Rifei couldn't come up with any way, and Sima Bingxin was speechless and looked at the sky, feeling sad that his rare first projection practice was about to give up halfway...... When you are untied, you must come back for revenge.

A large number of people and horses approached quickly, surrounding the altar to the point of impassibility, and when they were about to close the siege and kill, the sky suddenly changed color!

The rapid surging dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, across thousands of miles, generated a strange whirlpool, like the sky opening its eyes, attracting everyone's attention, and then, lightning and thunder, a wild thunder fell from the sky, like a huge golden dragon, straight to the sun.

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning add body, such a powerful power, not to mention hacking to death Xiang Sunfei, even if he is split into ashes on the spot, it is reasonable, the brilliant electric light, across the whole world, no one can see clearly, the moment of the electric light is blazing, deeply burning everyone's retina, and there is only a huge rumbling sound in the ears.

Among all the people, only Sima Bingxin could see clearly, Xiang Rifei in the thunder light trembled, his eyes stared out, but he was not hurt bizarrely, but the wound on his head quickly disappeared, and his eyes became sharp.

An incomparable domineering spirit poured out of Xiang Sunfei's body and swept in all directions, whether it was the soldiers who came up, or the priests and barbarians watching the play behind, and even the onlookers in the first few rows, they all foamed at the mouth and passed out.

"Wenqu Xing has appeared!"

"Champion Lang is really a god!"

The people in the rear were stunned, or squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, trembling, or staggered and ran away, and the remaining priest guards, struggling to rush up, were swept by Xiang Sunfei's domineering gaze, and could no longer move.

As soon as he turned his head, the overlord rebuked angrily, "You girl is too good at running! Why did you run to such a remote place all at once? I was looking for you all over the world, and I almost searched the heavens to find this corner." ”

Sima Bingxin looked at the domineering man, and couldn't help laughing, it was obviously the other party who did it, but he complained first, and not only did he feel wronged, but he was still inexplicably happy in his heart, I don't know what was going on......

"It's me who is bad, but what now?"

"A bunch of miscellaneous people, speaking falsely, it is not a pity to die!"

The overlord shouted angrily, raised his arm as a knife, and swept out, the knife strength was like thunder, scattering in all directions, sweeping to the ground, turning all the creatures in front of him into flying ashes.