Wu Xing thought to himself, your reaction is too big, but he didn't dare to question it in his mouth: "The draft of the Seven Taboo generals is the commander of the Seven Taboo Army under Xiang Yan during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" He simply said this sentence word by word.

Wei Bushu was so shocked that he took a few steps back, dumbfounded and speechless. Xiong Wu stepped in front of the embroidered painting, and was also surprised: "Seven taboo generals' drafts? …… Hey, isn't the draft of the Seven Taboo generals on you? ”

I was dumbfounded. "Where is the manuscript with you?"

"We do have a draft of the Seven Taboo Generals...... It's just ......" Xiong Wu waved the nail in his hand and looked at Wei Bushu hesitantly.

Wei Bushu had already taken out a pocket painting scroll from his clothes, the length and thickness of the man's fingers, untied a strand of gold thread on it, and a gold silk painting was displayed in front of Wu Xing.

"Huh?" Wu Xing was a little surprised, Wei Bushu's "Seven Taggy Generals' Manuscript" and the one they saw were exactly the same at first glance, but the heroic man in silver and the one on the embroidered painting were not the same in terms of accessories, swords, and appearance.

Wei Bushu subconsciously had doubts about the embroidery painting: "This is not the manuscript of the Seven Taboo Generals. ”

Wu Xing squinted: "What the hell is this thing?" Worth it when you take it with you? He stretched out his hand to touch it, but was blocked by Wei Bushu, and saw that he neatly put the gold silk painting into his clothes.

Wu Xing was a little stupid, but he really didn't understand his senior brother, Kunlun's expression at the moment seemed to be expected, but since he knew that this Seven Taboo General's manuscript embroidery was fake, why did he hide it from the female ghost?

Wei Bushu was very disappointed by this little episode, he looked at the embroidery painting for a while, frowned and didn't know what he was thinking, but he heard Kunlun say on the side, "The third wave of arrow rain is coming." ”

Everyone was stunned, the third wave? Isn't it the last wave, how can it be so fast? Everyone didn't make a sound, it seemed that they were thinking about how to deal with it, and I also thought about it in my heart, in fact, their biggest trouble now is that there are thousands of troops outside who don't know whether it's true or not, and the four of them are like four turtles in the urn, if the army outside is weak, they may be able to break through, but listening to these imposing military horns, they must be considered strong soldiers in ancient times.

"Master, I'm afraid these are...... The bitter chill of the Seven Jealous Army came out of Kunlun's eyes, and everyone else looked at him, especially Wei Bushu, who subconsciously wiped the gold silk painting scroll in his clothes.

Xiong Wu was confused: "Ah Kun, what do you mean...... Is that one of us fake? ”

"I don't know, maybe they copied the manuscript of General Qiji, but this army must have something to do with the embroidered painting."

Kunlun's intuition has always been sharp, and even Wei Bushu can't refute it.

Xiong Wu was stunned and said, "No wonder we haven't been able to find that place all these years, it turns out that our general's manuscript is fake?" It doesn't make sense...... This is obviously Uncle Bai......"

"Don't say it, maybe there is more than one draft of the Seven Taboo generals in the world." Wei Bushu's eyebrows began to turn blue, and there were faint signs of seizures. "This trip was really by mistake."

Wu Xing's heart was filled with a slight sense of insignificance, no matter whether the embroidery of this Seven Taboo General was true or not, the fact in front of everyone was that Zhao Yan unsealed an army by mistake.

Wei Bushu gritted his teeth and guessed: "That stinky Taoist priest of the Republic of China didn't come to Jindu Mansion at all, what he wanted was actually this army." ”

Wei Wuxing's heart was full of blood, if this is the case, everything is easy to explain, Zhao Yan unsealed an ancient army, and once this army was unsealed, it slaughtered the entire Jindu Mansion and the entire street......

"That's not right." Wei Bushu suddenly shouted, he immediately pressed one hand to the long whip on his waist, and before he could see anything, his body was thrown out by a force.

Wu Xing broke through the window lattice, and before his body fell down the steps, Kunlun had jumped out of the window hole he knocked out, and took Wu Xing to two buffers on the stone steps.

As soon as I was saved, Kunlun rushed into the house like a sword. The action is so fast, I can see that I am a little creepy.

But something even more creepy then appeared, the three of them in the room were fighting with the female ghost eyebrow girl, unbelievable, she was no longer soft and weak before, her hair was messy and flying like thousands of sharp knives, with Wei was not familiar with the strength of the three of them, she barely managed to fight a draw.

The moment she raised her head, her face turned out to be hideously scorched, like a scar that had been burned by the flames, and she let out a strange cry of "whoop" while fighting.

Wu Xing's heart was shocked, countless details were quickly spliced together, he now knew that a very important detail has been ignored by Wu Xing, the person who can embroider the ghost axe screen must hold the spirit rhino needle, and the embroidery girl who embroiders the formation eye with the spirit rhino needle with his own hands must be the only person who can control the formation.

In other words, these armies outside were summoned by this female ghost?

As soon as I figured it out, I felt a faint flow of slaughter in the air, and I don't know why, I even smelled a smell of rust in my nose, and the overwhelming cold air spread from all directions.

Wu Xing involuntarily stiffened his back, I don't know where a yin wind blew out, gently lifted the hair on his forehead, and the fine dust brushed through Wu Xing's hard eyebrows and eyes and the straight bridge of the nose, as if scratched by a cat, Wu Xing raised his hand to touch, and it was a light red in his eyes.

"Be careful"

I saw Kunlun swooping down the steps, the wind blowing the corners of his clothes, and everywhere he passed was a crack, not the wind! It turned out to be murderous!

Wu Xing was knocked down by Kunlun and rolled out a few meters, the blue brick he was standing on cracked into gravel with a "whoosh", Kunlun a carp stood up, he first dragged Wu Xing to the bottom of the wall, and then shoved it behind him, only to see the blade sword rain split head-on.

Kunlun faced off with the invisible "Wind Blade", and said to Wu Xing in a cold voice: "Mei Niang must be controlled by someone, and you will find an opportunity to destroy the embroidery painting in a while, that is the eye of the array." ”

Kunlun's tone was very firm, as if he had known it a long time ago. Wu Xing was protected by him but was inevitably blown by the "wind blade", and he shouted to Kunlun in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, you don't have to worry about me. ”

Kunlun didn't seem to hear it at all, caught a gap in the sword momentum, and tried his best to kill a bloody path while protecting my line, it was really a bloody road, ten swords Kunlun might be able to block nine swords, but there were clearly a hundred blades and a thousand blades in front of him.

Not far from the main house, Kunlun pushed my line into the house, and he completely blocked the "wind blade" at the door, and the air echoed with the "poof" sound of the blade breaking through the air.

The battle situation in the house is not optimistic, Mei Niang's hair fills the whole room like a spider's web, Wei Bushu's whip can't play a role at all, he has simply put the weapon into his waist, dragged the female ghost's hair with his bare hands, and cooperated with Xiong Wu and the two very tacitly.

After Wu Xing entered the house, he immediately followed Kunlun's instructions and touched in the direction of the embroidery painting, but the female ghost was very vigilant, she felt the trajectory of my line, and actually took out a hand to shake off Wu Xing.

Wu Xing was thrown out by her for more than ten meters, a fishy sweetness turned up from his throat, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, at the same time, a chill in his heart also jumped up, he obviously didn't have much strength, but he quickly got up and ran to the embroidery car.

A hint of annoyance appeared on the female ghost's face, and a strand of hair behind her ear immediately flew up and flung towards Zhun Wuxing like a tentacle. Wu Xing didn't hide this time, he waved the Huangquan blade violently, and actually cut off his hair with a single knife.