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Cui Ting obviously ate Mu Ji.

He knew that Mu Ji's sudden defection at this time naturally had his support, and when he saw the red-line sleeping female worm, Cui Ting guessed what Mu Ji's back hand was. Although he was surprised that Mu Ji could get this kind of relic from the previous dynasty, he didn't have much panic in his heart, and his attitude was just to tease Mu Ji.

At this moment, the foreplay is enough, and it is naturally time to close the net.

He didn't think that a Mu Ji who had exhausted his hole cards and had not the slightest cultivation and the 60,000 remnants of the defeated army in the Great Yellow City could really make any big waves from his 200,000 iron horsemen.

He is confident enough about it.

He looked at the dozen or so armorers who had come to Mu Ji's side, and his eyes narrowed at that time.

It seems that he has seen the wonderful scene when the king of the northern frontier was reduced to a prisoner.

"The three national pillars of Great Xia, Qiu Qianping, Jiang Zhichen and Cui Guozhu. ”

"Guozhu has never thought about it, why Qiu Qianping and Jiang Liuhuo have always won the trust of the saints, but you, Cui Guozhu, have been fighting abroad for two years, but you have never been able to get the Sacred Heart?"

It's just that even at this time, the look on the face of the king of the Northern Xinjiang was still calm and terrifying, and he didn't look at the armor soldiers around him, but turned his gaze straight to Cui Ting, and asked in a flat voice.

Cui Ting naturally knew that this pastor was by no means a good type, and there must be a later text when he asked this. But this seemingly inadvertent remark poked at his sore spot, and he frowned, stretched out his hand, and motioned for the rushing armor to stop for a moment.

Then Cui Ting looked at Mu Ji with heavy eyes, and said, "What does the king of Northern Xinjiang mean?"

This is a hurdle that he Cui Ting has never been able to bypass.

Li Yulin, the emperor of Great Xia, was indeed a generation of heroes, with great ambitions in his heart, and sympathetic to the people's feelings, and valued the virtuous and treacherous, not only smoothed out the hidden diseases brought by Li Wenjing's expeditions everywhere and the reckless military force to Great Xia, but also created an unprecedented prosperity in the two hundred years since the opening of the Great Xia Dynasty.

But it is such an emperor, but there are many gaps for him Cui Ting, a minister who has opened up territory for Great Xia and fought abroad for many years, which makes Cui Ting very annoyed, and also makes him anxious to try his best to achieve results at the border pass, but perhaps it is such a rush for quick success and quick profit that makes him repeatedly deflated when dealing with Chen Guo, and is beaten by the tiger and wolf cavalry in Munch's hands.

"Because..."

A smile appeared on Mu Ji's face again.

Today, he seems to be particularly fond of showing such a look.

And I can't say why, but his appearance makes Cui Ting particularly unhappy. But Rao was like this, he still stared at Mu Ji, trying to get the answer to the question that had bothered him for many years.

"Cui Guozhu is really too stupid. ”

Cui Ting, who wanted to ask for an answer, was stunned when he heard this.

Immediately, a look of rage immediately appeared on the eyebrows of the pillar lord.

"Mu Ji, do you really think I won't dare to kill you?" he rebuked angrily, and the more than a dozen armor soldiers responded at that time and surrounded Mu Ji again.

This time, they were so aggressive that they didn't seem to have the slightest intention of leaving them alive.

The man in white who was sitting on the wooden chair was as thin as an elk in front of more than a dozen burly armorers. It seemed that the slightest touch of the elk would tear the elk to pieces on the spot.

It's just that even in the face of such a situation, the smile on the face of the king of the northern frontier has not faded by half a point.

......

The huge bodies of more than a dozen armor soldiers quickly submerged Mu Ji's thin body.

Xu Han and the others in the distance naturally couldn't really hear the conversation between Mu Ji and that national pillar, but this did not prevent them from seeing from the situation there that Mu Ji had already torn his face with Cui Ting.

Most people who don't know the inside story are still secretly surprised by Mu Ji's sudden defection, but Zhou Zhang's face changed after seeing this situation, and he was about to step forward. But he was held by Xu Han on the side.

"Brother Xu?" he looked at Xu Han in shock and anger, puzzled.

"The path chosen by the king of Northern Xinjiang, if Brother Zhou really believes in him, he should let him finish it by himself, and don't add more variables to this matter. Xu Han's response was extremely calm, but there was a touch of unquestionable certainty in the calm.

After all, it wasn't the first time he had experienced such a scene.

He couldn't tell whether Mu Ji was right or wrong, but he knew that once some people made up their minds, no matter how much others said and did, it would be in vain.

"But..."Zhou Zhang was stunned when he heard this, and wanted to say something.

But at that moment, a white light suddenly burst out from the place where Mu Ji was not far away.

The light was so dazzling that it was almost impossible to look at it directly, and it shot out one after another from the gap where the armorers surrounded Mu Ji, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and in an instant, it was all around those armorers.

Rumble!

Then there was a roar.

At that time, the bodies of those armor soldiers flew upside down like kites with broken strings, and they landed ten zhang away, spitting blood from their mouths, and their heads were crooked and fainted. /p> And the king of the northern frontier was still sitting on his wooden chair at the moment, neatly dressed, and it seemed that not even a wisp of his clothes had been touched.

The white streamer around him lingered, standing in the dark night, like a god.

The solemn color finally appeared on the face of the Great Xia National Pillar for the first time.

He stared at Mu Ji in front of him, his brows furrowed: "I didn't expect the prince to hide so deeply." ”

At this moment, the white light that lingered around Mu Ji's body revealed a heroic aura, coupled with his previous performance, it was obvious that he had cultivated Confucianism's heroic righteousness to an extremely high level.

It's just that this Confucianism is not comparable to martial arts, there is no clear division of the realm, and there is no external force to rely on, all by one body of understanding, this method of cultivation is to some extent more difficult than the physical body. Such a level as Mr. Deer is rare in the world, and at this moment, the aura of Mu Ji's body seems to be on the same level as Mr. Deer.

"But so what? Just with this heroic and righteous spirit, does the prince of Mu think that he can compete with the 200,000 Great Xia Iron Cavalry behind me? Without the Mu Family Army, your heroic and righteous spirit can only add a little trouble in the final analysis. But Cui Ting quickly recovered from his momentary surprise, and he looked at Mu Ji and said with a hideous expression.

"Alas. Sitting on the wooden chair, the thin man sighed helplessly at that time.

"Cui Guozhu is still too stupid. ”

"You can't see through the things of this world with just a pair of eyes. ”

Mu Ji said this, the white streamer around him suddenly shone at that moment, and the rich night color in front of the dazzling white light, as if he had encountered something terrible, faded one after another, and Fang Yuan was actually illuminated by the light around Mu Ji at that time as if it were day.

Then, a momentum began to surge from his body, and that momentum climbed endlessly from the moment it appeared, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the sky like a cow pulling out a cow on dry land.

The starry light above the dome is full of light, and the white light on the man's body shines brightly.

Then.

The night seemed to fade a little.

There was silence in front of Chengding Town.

The man in white smiled at the corner of his mouth, and leaned forward a little as he sat on the wooden chair.

He squinted at Cui Ting, whose mouth was wide open and his eyes were round, and asked, "I don't know..."

"Can the power of this immortal stop Cui Guozhu's 200,000 male soldiers?"

(End of chapter)