"What a six-sword slave!

Hurry down!

Otherwise, we will kill you together!" ”

There were fifty soldiers around.

Raise your weapon against the Six Swordsmen on the rooftop.

Standing in the middle, the six sword slaves Zhen Gang took off his mask, revealing his true face, and asked the fifty soldiers around the post house:

"Do you know why the despicable man takes off his mask?"

Naturally, the fifty soldiers around them didn't want to listen to the six strange swordsmen.

so as not to delay the major event of the great general Ji Wuye.

Immediately raised his weapon and prepared to attack the six sword slaves on the roof of the post house, such as Zhengang, Broken Water, Chaotic God, Spirit, Spirit, and Soul Destroyer.

The leading soldier commanded to the soldiers around him:

"Traveling without permission at the time of curfew.

Sabotage the Great General's plan!

Kill! ”

More than fifty soldiers began to climb towards the roof of the inn.

The Six Sword Slaves put on the spider mask again, stretched out a hand and swept at the fifty soldiers around him:

"Someone who has seen my face!

All have to die!

Kill them! ”

The true strength of the six sword slaves stood in the middle with his hands folded, motionless as a mountain.

The six sword slaves around them disappeared like ghosts.

The Six Swords Slave Zhengang was not interested in this massacre at all, and stood on the eaves of the roof, looking at the east gate of Xinzheng, the capital of South Korea.

The six sword slaves' broken water, chaotic gods, spirits, turning spirits, and soul destroying did not give the fifty soldiers a chance to shout at all.

The figure leaped into the sky.

Moonlight.

The five of them resemble a giant spider.

Hunting prey trapped in cobwebs.

Sometimes here, sometimes there.

Laughing and killing a person is like chopping melons and vegetables.

Ruthless and relaxed, skilled and quick.

The five people were expressionless and murderous.

There are many ghosts, as if evil spirits are coming to ask for their lives.

Where it passes.

Destroying the withered and decaying, the autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves.

The soldier at the head blinked only a moment.

I saw that the six sword slaves had teleported more than fifty places.

There were only shadows and a continuous stream of white light in his eyes.

It's like having a nightmare that you can never wake up from.

Within sight, all forty-nine soldiers fell to the ground in an instant.

Thinking that he had seen it wrong, he blinked vigorously and looked again.

The True Rigidity of the Six Sword Slaves, the Broken Water, the Chaotic Spirit, the Dragon, the Turning Spirit, and the Soul Destroying stood in different positions around his body.

"Save ......"

The leading soldier had not yet had time to shout.

It was cut into six pieces by the True Gang of the Six Sword Slaves, Broken Water, Chaotic Spirit, Dragon, Turning Spirit, and Soul Destroying.

Died tragically in an instant.

The leader of the six sword slaves really just raised the torches that those soldiers had grabbed earlier.

commanded to the six sword slaves of the broken water, chaotic gods, spirits, turning spirits, and destroying souls;

"Put all these dog-legged corpses of Ji Wuye in there!

Burned along with the post house!

I'll wait for you at Ji Wuye's mansion! ”

"Yes!

It's really just an adult! ”

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The moon is dark and kills the night, and the wind is high and the sky is on fire.

The post house in Sinzheng, the capital of South Korea, where foreign envoys were received, suddenly caught fire.

The fire was raging and smoke was billowing out.

Soldiers who had been patrolling several nearby streets were supposed to push water trucks to put out the fire.

However, they had received a secret order from the great general Ji Wuye in advance.

If there is a fire in the inn at night.

Leave no one alone.

Therefore, the burning inn was instantly devoured by the fire dragon.

The black smoke filled the sky, and it was very dazzling under such a night.

Looking down from the sky.

Thousands of families have fallen asleep.

The roaring inn was like a fiery lotus flower in the dark.

It's good-looking.

The general Ji Wuye and the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei stood in front of the main hall.

I saw the fire in the direction of the post house.

The two looked at each other triumphantly.

The great general Ji Wuye shouted to his subordinates:

"Someone!"

The five pro-soldiers knelt down in front of the general Ji Wuye.

"You go and inform Xiangbang that there is still his grandson Zhang Zifang!"

"You go and inform Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han!"

"Tell them it's the post house fire.

The third son of Qin State and Qin Hou is still inside.

Let them hurry up and put out the fire! ”

"The rest of the people went to the post house with General Ben to "put out the fire"! ”

"No!"

The two soldiers went to the mansion of Xiangbang and the mansion of Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, to inform the post house of the fire.

The remaining three pro-soldiers brought in a pro-soldier guard of more than 200 people with the order of the great general Ji Wuye.

The general Ji Wuye rushed to the long-burning Korean post house with the bloodied Hou Bai Yifei on horseback and more than 200 personal guards.

On the way, Hou Bai Yifei, who was in bloody clothes, grinned and said:

"The general is really murderous.

I have to let Xiangbang open the ground, his grandson, and Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, come to see it in person! ”

The general Ji Wuye said arrogantly and domineeringly:

"General Ben just wants to show these people who are in the way of the eyes.

What is the fate of offending General Ben.

It doesn't matter if he is the third prince of Qin State or the person who collects the net!

Offended General Ben!

There is only one end!

That's death! ”

Blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei turned his head sideways, glanced at the general Ji Wuye with a complicated look, and laughed:

"That's what the general said.

The end of offending the general in South Korea is death!

Ben Hou can't wait to see the charred corpse of that little beast in Yingtian now!

Let's go fast!

lest the charred corpse of that little beast be burned too badly.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to whip the corpse out of my anger! ”

"Hahahaha!"

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When the post house in Sinzheng, the capital of South Korea, was on fire to entertain envoys from various countries.

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, had long expected that the general Ji Wuye would definitely make a move against the third prince tonight.

Therefore, after saying goodbye to the drunken third son to win the day.

Go back to the mansion and wait until it gets dark.

Then he came to the southeast tower of the most majestic and tall Hanwang Palace in Xinzheng, the capital of South Korea.

Waiting silently is like a fisherman who waits patiently for the fish to take the bait.

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, was very patient, and was asked by his son Han Qiancheng many times to go back to the house and wait for news slowly.

Still staring at the post house with his hands behind his back.

It can be seen that he is very patient in life and work, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

Until the fire dragon of the post house soared into the sky, black smoke filled the air.

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, slapped the battlements and said excitedly:

"The fish has finally taken the bait!

Ji Wuye!

And the night you snatched from my father's hand!

You're all dead! ”

"Sento!"

A young man with a bow and arrow on his back near Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, walked over.

"Father-in-law!"

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, looked fierce, bit his mouth and said excitedly:

"Let's go!

Go to the inn!

Let's go and "save" the third son of Qin and Qin Hou to win the sky! ”

Han Qiancheng responded:

"Father-in-law, the chariot has already been prepared!"

"Let's go!"

In this way, Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, did not receive any notice from the general Ji Wuye.

Hurry to the inn.

It was pitch black inside the Xiangbang Open Mansion.

Everyone had already fallen asleep.

was woken up by the sudden arrival of the general Ji Wuye's own soldiers.

From the mouth of the great general Ji Wuye's own soldiers, after the news.

Xiangbang woke up his grandson Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang openly.

Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang got the news of the lost fire dragon in the post house from his grandfather Xiangbang's open mouth.

You don't have to think about it, it's the masterpiece of the great general Ji Wuye.

The two ancestors and grandsons still looked forward to the third son of Qin State and Qin Hou winning the destiny of heaven.

Not yet burned.

All the way to the post house.

The post house of Sinzheng, the capital of South Korea, to entertain envoys from all over the world.

It covers an area of more than 20 acres.

It is three times that of ordinary restaurants and brothels.

The location is relatively independent, and there are streets around it, so the houses of the surrounding people were spared from fire.

And until now, I don't know about the lost fire dragon in the inn.

The first people to arrive and still burning the post house were the general Ji Wuye and the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei.

The second is that almost at the same time as the general Ji Wuye and the bloody Hou Bai Yifei, Han Yu, the fourth son of the King of Han, and Han Qiancheng, the righteous son, appeared at the entrance of another street.

The general Ji Wuye looked at Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, who was walking towards him.

Xiang Bloody Hou Bai also smiled shamefully:

"This kid is so fast!

It seems that he has long known that General Ben is going to win the sky against the third prince of Qin State. ”

Blood-clothed Hou Bai was not indifferent, indifferent, and said coldly:

"Ben Hou is only interested in the fact that Yingtian was burned to death!"

Boom!

Two more carriages hurried from the other direction of the post house.

From the west came the chariots of the open land of the Xiangbang.

From the north came the chariot of the Legalist Shen Buxian.

After the general Ji Wuye saw the chariot of the Fa family Shen Buxian.

Staring at the chariot of Xiangbang's open ground, he scolded:

"This old thing has actually informed Lord Shen Buxian!

It seems that he still wants to use Shen Bu to save that little brute of Yingtian! ”

Bloody Hou Bai is not indifferent:

"The inn burned like this.

It's useless whoever comes! ”

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, smiled and walked to the side of the general Ji Wuye and bowed.

Pointing to the burned inn, ask:

"The Great General brought so many people.

Why don't you put out the fire? ”

The great general Ji Wuye turned his face sideways and sneered:

"The Fourth Son.

It's a firefight.

In case the winning day is not dead.

Do you think you'll be disappointed?

If you know, don't ask! ”

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, looked at the burned post house and laughed:

"Hahahaha!

The general laughed.

You say it's bad luck to win the day.

During the day is still a big living person.

It's time to get to this point.

He became a dead man.

This is really unpredictable and unpredictable. ”

The carriages from the west and north finally arrived.

Xiangbang Zhang Kaidi, Zhang Liang Zhang Zifang, and Fa Jia Shen got off at the same time.

Zhang Liang supported his grandfather Xiangbang to open his ground, looking at the half-burned post house stupidly.

A sad face.

"Brother Yingtian, although he is good at drinking and lustful, he is also a bold and straightforward person.

Didn't expect ......"

Zhang Liang and Xiang Bang looked at the very proud general Ji Wuye at the same time and sighed:

"It's a pity.

Pity. ”

Xiangbang and his grandson Zhang Liang were still thinking about whether they could save the third son and win the sky on the way here.

Halfway through, I thought of the great benefactor of the great general Ji Wuye, Shen Buxian, and Shang Jun, the mentor of the third prince who won the sky, is a senior brother relationship.

Afraid that the general Ji Wuye would stop them from fighting the fire.

sent his men to inform the Legalist Shen who had already fallen asleep.

I came to see it.

The huge post house has burned down, except for a few wings in the lobby of the post house that is still burning.

There were ruins everywhere, and black smoke was constantly emitting.

is completely dead, in addition to the resentment of the arrogant and vicious general Ji Wuye.

is to complain that the third son wins the sky because he is addicted to wine and does not listen to Ziliang's words.

Now the wood has become an adult, and the person has become a corpse.

There is no room for recovery.

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, was very excited to watch it.

I have already figured out how to wipe out the general Ji Wuye and his night henchmen.

Seeing such a fire, Legalist Shen saw that the general Ji Wuye, who had been promoted all the way, watched the play indifferently with more than 200 personal soldiers.

angrily pointed at the general Ji Wuye's nose and scolded:

"Ji Wuye!

You and the third son of Qin and Qin Hou won the sky.

The old man has already heard about it.

That winning day is just an ignorant and rude and reckless wine bag and rice bag.

is also a son who was spoiled by Qin Hou.

Although people are not bad, their essence is not bad.

You're just taking your people and watching him die?

Again!

Qin Guo, the third son of Qin Hou, Yingtian, is a disciple of the old man's senior brother Shang Jun.

If this is to let Shang Jun's disciple win the sky and die under the nose of the old man.

How do you let the old man explain when he sees Shang Jun in the future?

Why are you still stupid?

Hurry up and send someone to extinguish the fire! ”

The general Ji Wuye replied respectfully and politely:

"Yes, Shen doesn't harm your lord."

Then stand still and remain motionless.

It's like his great benefactor, Legalist Shen, doesn't hurt talking and farting.

This made Shen Buxian, who once thought he could control the general Ji Wuye, suddenly realize that he was raising tigers?

The general Ji Wuye, the bloody Hou Bai Yifei, the fourth son of the Han Wang, Han Yu, Xiang Bang Zhang Kaidi, and Zhang Liang Zhang Zifang stared at the ruins of the post house where the fire was still fierce.

I heard a crackling sound of burning and shattering.

The load-bearing beams in the lobby used to entertain guests finally collapsed.

The rest of the wings, which were not completely burned to ashes, also collapsed.

Blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei grinned:

"General.

It's almost over.

It's time to put out the fire! ”

Fa Jia Shen is not harmful, and he hears the words of Hou Bai Yifei, who is bloody.

I almost didn't get angry, and I threw my sleeves and said dejectedly:

"This is a fart!"

The general Ji Wuye walked next to the Legalist Shen Buxian and said with a smile:

"Teacher.

There was a big fire just now.

Our people rushed to the rescue.

I can't get a few burned to death.

You said that for the sake of one Qin person, is it worth killing and wounding me a dozen Koreans? ”

Fa Jiashen shook his head helplessly:

"That's what you're saying.

But what's the point of saving now? ”

The general Ji Wuye looked at Xiang Bang Zhang Kaidi, Zhang Liang, Zhang Zifang, and Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, and said in a threatening tone:

"It's not like trying to find a way to leave a whole corpse for the poor and pathetic third son Yingtian.

Let's give an explanation to the people of Qin.

You say that this wins the day, and it is not good to provoke anyone in South Korea.

Do you have to mess with me Ji Wuye?

People are watching the sky, and they can't see the sky if they want to.

This may be the end of offending General Ben. ”

Fa Jia Shen did not harm and ordered to the general Ji Wuye:

"Alright, alright.

Put away your ridiculous thoughts.

Hurry up and send someone to find out the corpse of Shang Jun's disciple Yingtian.

The old man will repair a letter to Shang Jun when the time comes.

It's not that the old man doesn't do his best, it's really ......"

Fa Jia Shen looked sideways at the triumphant general Ji Wuye and said coldly:

"It's really unpredictable!"

The general Ji Wuye raised his sword eight feet at this time, and ordered to the two hundred soldiers around him:

"Didn't you hear what Lord Shen didn't harm?

Why are you still stupid?

Fight the fire! ”

More than 200 soldiers borrowed buckets from nearby houses.

Water was brought from the well, and the post house was kept being extinguished.

The general Ji Wuye, the bloody Hou Bai Yifei, and the fourth son of King Han, Han Yu, waited and looked forward to it.

Xiangbang opened his ground, Zhang Liang Zhang Zifang, and Legalist Shen sighed and shook his head.

With the 200 personal soldiers of the general Ji Wuye, after completely extinguishing the water dragon in the post house.

I only saw black smoke of wood everywhere.

A lobby of the post house, more than 30 wing rooms, ear rooms, and side rooms were all burned down.

It can be described as razing to the ground.

The general Ji Wuye ordered to the two hundred personal soldiers:

"Hold the torch and be sure to find the corpse of the third prince of Qin Hou in the ruins.

It is good to give an explanation to the people of Qin, and it is also good to let the body of the third prince win the sky and put it into the ground. ”

"No."

Two hundred soldiers entered the fire and began to dig according to the approximate location of the wing where the third prince Yingtian was located.

The general Ji Wuye and the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei said in their hearts that they finally had this bad breath.

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, originally wanted to leave.

But he was very patient and careful.

You have to see the scorched corpse of the third prince to win the sky before you can leave.

So I'm waiting.

Just when more than 200 pro-soldiers were digging up the corpse of the third son.

From the direction of the Great General Ji Wuye's mansion, a personal soldier rushed in.

After seeing the great general Ji Wuye.

rushed to him and dismounted, anxiously clinging to his ear:

"General!

Dozens of our brothers are gone. ”

"What?"

The great general Ji Wuye passed by this reminder of the soldiers.

That's when I remembered.

He had previously sent a team of fifty people to be responsible for "protecting" the third son.

When I came on horseback.

I only saw the burning post house.

For a moment, I was too happy.

but neglected the team of fifty people.

Now after being reminded, I looked left and right, looking around.

The team of fifty was not found.

"Strange ......"

The general Ji Wuye looked at the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei suspiciously.

Bloody Hou Bai Yifei was also puzzled, but he didn't think much about it.

That's when it happened.

More than 200 personal soldiers who were responsible for excavating the scorched corpse of the third prince Yingtian at the fire ground of the post house shouted excitedly at the general Ji Wuye:

"General.

Find the corpse of the third son of Qin Hou Yingtian of Qin State! ”

"Hmm.

Not bad. ”

"It doesn't matter what this kid's body is burned into.

But it must be complete, and the corpse must be whipped in person. ”

General Ji Wuye and Bloody Hou Bai are not chatting.

The two hundred pro-soldiers who were responsible for exhuming the body of the third prince Yingtian shouted again:

"General!

There is also the corpse of the third son of Qin Hou Winning Heaven here! ”

"General!

There is also the corpse of the third son of Qin Hou of Qin State over there! ”

"General!

The small one found two corpses of the third son of Qin Hou in Qin State! ”

“……”

Among the two hundred soldiers who were responsible for exhuming the body of the third prince Yingtian.

There were dozens of people who reported to the general Ji Wuye, the bloody Hou Bai Yifei, the fourth son of the Han Wang, Han Yu, Xiangbang Zhang Kaidi, Zhang Liang, Zhang Zifang, and the Legalist Shen Buxian that they found the body of the third prince of Qin and Qin Hou Yingtian.

Hearing this, the general Ji Wuye and the blood-clothed Hou Bai are all stupid:

What's the situation?

Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang looked at their grandfather Xiangbang with a suspicious face, and said with a puzzled face:

"That's not right.

Could it be that Brother Yingtian was killed and then burned to extinction? ”

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, touched his chin and carefully pondered the words of the soldiers who excavated the corpse of the third prince Yingtian:

Did they find some of the corpses of the Winning Heavens or dozens of corpses?

Did my son hear it wrong?

Then he looked at the somewhat flustered general Ji Wuye suspiciously.

Legalist Shen Bu Harm, Xiang Bang Kaidi, Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang all glared at the inexplicable general Ji Wuye viciously:

Ji Wuye!

You brute!

It's really vicious!

Since they all divided the three sons of Qin State and Qin Hou into forty or fifty pieces.

Why burn down this inn?

Are you afraid that the third son won't die after being divided into forty or fifty pieces?

The general Ji Wuye glanced at the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei, who shook his head slightly at him.

hurriedly scolded the two hundred soldiers who were responsible for exhuming the corpse of the third prince Yingtian:

"You bastards!

Are you crazy or are you treating General Ben and the adults and sons present as pigs?

Forty or fifty people found the bodies of forty or fifty Qin Hou Third Sons of Qin State Yingtian?

If you dare to talk nonsense again!

Beware of General Ben's life! ”

“……”

The two hundred soldiers who found "forty or fifty" bodies of the third prince Yingtian were too frightened to speak.

Blood-clothed Hou Bai was not the calmest, and ordered:

"Carry the body of the third prince of Qin Hou to the middle of the road!"

A thrilling and paradoxical scene appeared.

Those 200 soldiers who were responsible for exhuming the body of the third prince Yingtian really did not deceive people.

They really dug up "fifty corpses of the three sons winning the sky" in the fire field of the post house.

Arrange them in a row and place them in the middle of the road.

Now it's fun.

The surrounding Xiangbang Zhangfang, Zhang Liang, Zhang Zifang, and Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, all looked around more than fifty scorched corpses of the third prince winning the sky.

The fifty charred corpses were no more, no less, and their faces and bodies were all burned to the point of not being human.

It is impossible to tell who is the real corpse of the third prince Yingtian.

Among them, Zhang Liang, who was the most intelligent and shrewd, took the trouble to carefully examine the fifty charred corpses of the third son.

showed a relaxed smile, tilted his head and whispered:

"Brother Win the Sky!

I can't see it!

You're amazing!

It's all running away!

I, Zhang Liang, have been tricked by you!

Hahahaha! ”

Xiang Bang, who was staring at the more than fifty corpses that appeared out of the fire in the post house for no reason, opened his mind to his grandson, Zhang Liang, and snickered over there.

Hurry up and shout:

"Ovary.

What do you see? ”

Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang walked up to everyone.

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, the general Ji Wuye, the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei, Xiang Bang Kaidi, and Fa Jia Shen looked at Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang, who were holding back a smile with confidence on their faces, waiting for an answer.

Zhang Liang asked the general Ji Wuye:

"Dare to ask the general if he has lost fifty of his own soldiers?"

General Ji Wuye's eyes widened instantly, and he said in horror:

"How do you know?"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei reminded the general Ji Wuye not to tell outsiders about them.

The general Ji Wuye said urgently:

"When has this been?"

Xiangbang glared at Zhang Liangxun, who was playing tricks and hanging everyone's appetite, and said:

"Say whatever you know.

Do you still want to show off in front of your adults and sons? ”

Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang pointed to the feet of one of the "Three Sons Win the Sky Scorched Corpse" and reminded:

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look."

The general Ji Wuye, the bloody Hou Bai Yifei, the Legalist Shen Buxian, the four princes of Han Wang, and Xiang Bang looked at the boots that had not been completely burned out.

Zhang Liang explained:

Ziliang had just taken a closer look at the fifty charred corpses.

These fifty charred corpses were burned to the point of not being human.

Unrecognizable.

But some of the armor and boots they wore were still left.

If Ziliang is not mistaken.

The armor or boots left on the fifty charred corpses.

It is the blood armor and gold-threaded black cloud boots specially made by the personal guards of the General's Mansion.

In other words, the real identity of the fifty charred corpses who died was the personal soldiers of the Great General's Mansion.

The third prince of Qin State and Qin Hou is not in it at all.

In other words, the third prince of Qin and Qin Hou is still alive.

If you don't believe it, you can follow the clues provided by Ziliang and take a closer look. ”

The general Ji Wuye, the bloody Hou Bai Yifei, the fourth son of the Han Wang, Han Yu, Xiang Bang Zhang Kaidi, and the Fa Jia Shen Buxian all lowered their heads and carefully observed the bloody armor and gold-threaded black cloud boots left on the fifty bodies.

Fearing that they would be mistaken, they brought torches, and used the light of the fire to once again observe the bloody armor and gold-threaded black cloud boots left on each charred corpse.

Sure enough, as Zhang Liang said.

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, was disappointed, gritted his teeth and slammed the torch in his hand to the ground.

The splash of messy sparks was like the anger in his heart.

Ji Wuye, the frightened general, sneered:

"General, you're nothing more than that.

Anyone under your nose can run.

The most ridiculous death was the general's own soldiers.

Hahahaha! ”

Han Yu, the fourth son of King Han, returned disappointed with his righteous son Han Qiancheng.

Fa Jia Shen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would be able to give an explanation when he saw Shang Jun in the future.

Or maybe you don't have to say anything.

But seeing the fifty Korean athletes who died tragically, they were heartbroken again, and said resentfully to the general Ji Wuye:

"Ji Wuye.

Tonight's business.

You must give a satisfactory explanation to the king and the old man!

Leave! ”

Fa Jia Shen also disappeared in the post house fire.

Zhang Liang supported his grandfather Xiangbang and walked on the chariot openly.

Xiang Bang left a sentence when he got on the chariot:

"General.

You are responsible for the lives of these 50 Korean athletes.

They are your own soldiers.

I hope you can find out how they died soon?

If you don't have a clue, the old man can ask Ziliang to assist you in your investigation! ”

The general Ji Wuye gritted his teeth and laughed miserably:

"No need.

This matter can be left to Lord Si Kou, who is in charge of Xing Prison. ”

Xiangbang entered the chariot openly, and Zhang Liang bowed goodbye to his grandfather openly:

"Then take your leave!

General Ji Wuye! ”

Xiangbang and his grandson Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang also left quickly.

Along the way, they discussed how the third prince Yingtian escaped.

But until I returned home, no result was discussed.

However, Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang completely remembered that the third prince won the sky.

Thinking about where to see it in the future.

Be sure to ask.

Learn about the means by which the third prince wins the sky.

Otherwise, it is impossible for the son of a country to dare to trek through mountains and rivers to another country as a proton.

The third son won the sky and hid it too deeply.

The most terrifying thing is that I can't see clearly who the third prince Yingtian is.

This is the most terrifying thing about the third prince winning the sky.

Near the post house fire.

Only the general Ji Wuye, who gritted his teeth and blew his beard and stared, and Hou Bai Yifei, who touched his chin and thought about it, were left.

and the two hundred pro-soldiers who didn't dare to let go of a fart.

Boom!

The great general Ji Wuye finally couldn't bear it anymore.

picked up the war knife in his hand and slashed at the ground eight feet.

Cursed in his mouth:

"Win the day!

How the hell did you kid kill so many people under the nose of the general and then slip away quietly? ”

Bloody Hou Bai Yifei smiled and said:

"Don't forget.

That little brute is a man of the net! ”

The general Ji Wuye became even more angry after hearing this, and roared at Hou Bai Yifei in bloody clothes:

"Impossible!

How could it be possible to collect such waste!

There must be something wrong with this!

General Ben wants to see the person who caught the net and ask for clarification! ”

Bloody Hou Bai Yifei looked at those corpses and smiled confidently at the corner of his mouth:

"The general doesn't have to be excited.

The fire at the post house was only half an hour.

Since there is no little beast in the fire field of the post house, Win Tian and his chariot.

Thinking about it, this guy has escaped from Xinzheng through the net.

Ben Hou felt that he could go out in person! ”

General Ji Wuye looked at the east gate of Xinzheng and gritted his teeth and said:

"If this person is not stupid.

It shouldn't be hidden in Xinzheng.

There are many masters of the net.

The people of the hundred birds are not the opponents of the net at all.

This matter is left to you, General Ben, the most assured! ”

"Good!

It's also good to let the people in the net see how powerful my bloody clothes are.

In the future, if we cooperate, we will also be afraid of us! ”

Bloody Hou Bai is not on the horse.

The general Ji Wuye ordered to the two hundred soldiers around him:

"Wait until this is the beginning of the search in Xinzheng City, the third prince of Qin Hou and win the sky.

If you catch it, tell General Ben immediately! ”

"No!"

The general Ji Wuye got on his horse angrily.

looked at the post house that had been burned to ashes with an unwilling face.

"Report!"

There was a group of soldiers patrolling the streets at the west gate of Xinzheng, the capital of South Korea.

"Huh?"

The general Ji Wuye and the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei all looked at the soldiers patrolling the streets running over there.

After the group of soldiers patrolling the streets came to me.

Immediately knelt down in front of the general Ji Wuye.

The general Ji Wuye and the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei glanced at each other.

I guessed most of the story.

"What's going on?

In a hurry? ”

The patrol soldier led by him replied:

"Report to the General!

Something happened to the brothers stationed in the city tower on the other side of the city tower!

Either he fell to the ground injured or he was hacked to death.

I didn't find out until I was walking through the streets. ”

The general Ji Wuye pointed to the group of soldiers patrolling the streets and scolded bitterly:

"Rubbish!

It's all rubbish! ”

The general Ji Wuye looked at the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei again and ordered:

"It seems that it was done by Win the Net.

You hurry over and investigate.

General Ben went back to his home to find a way to contact the people who collected the net! ”

Blood-clothed Hou Bai did not immediately ride away:

"I'm not afraid of the little beast and the person who caught the net to show up.

I'm afraid they will slip away quietly.

General, wait for the news of Ben Hou! ”

"Go ahead!"

The general Ji Wuye felt that there was no need to search the third prince in Xinzheng City to win the sky.

He returned to the mansion with more than 200 of his own soldiers.

Blood-clothed Hou Bai was not a single horse, and quickly galloped towards the east gate of Xinzheng.

Wait to go to the bottom of the city tower of Xinzheng East Gate.

As far as the eye could see, there were thirty soldiers guarding the gates.

Or fall to the ground and moan in your chest.

Either the body is in a different place.

Bloody Hou Bai didn't look at this situation.

I can be in Sinjeong, the capital of South Korea.

Their night turf is so troublesome.

Except for the nets all over the world, there is no possibility of other forces.

Blood-clothed Hou Bai also rode to the captain of the soldiers guarding the east gate.

The lieutenant was not dead, his right hand clutching the bleeding wound on his chest and arm, and he groaned in pain.

Blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei ordered at the wounded captain:

"What's going on?"

The wounded lieutenant looked up.

It was actually a bloody marquis, and he wanted to get up and salute, but his body was too seriously injured.

Unable to get up at all, after struggling a few times, he lay down on the root of the wall and replied intermittently:

"Master Hou.

Before, our brother was guarding the gate here.

Who knew that a group of masked men were coming to protect a chariot.

Who are they?

After curfew, you will not be able to enter or leave the city gates.

As a result, the gang didn't talk much.

Pull out your weapons and kill us.

After the sword-wielding man has knocked us down and killed us.

He opened the city gate and covered a chariot to rush out of the east gate.

Now people have estimated Xinzheng for a long time......"

Hou Bai Yifei, who was in bloody clothes, looked at the new Zhengdong gate opened by the city gate.

The moonlight shone on the gates of the city.

The white moonlight is reflected.

Except that there is some flying dust that proves that someone has gone out of here.

Nothing else.

Bloody Hou Bai's eyes were about to burst:

"Damn!

Let this little brute run away again!

But ......"

Blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei looked at the sword in his hand and smiled sly:

"In my Korea.

It's useless for you to run anywhere.

Drive! ”

Blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei was not in a hurry to catch up with the third son, Yingtian and the others.

Instead, he quickly rode back and went to the mansion of the great general Ji Wuye, wanting to negotiate with the people in the net.

Waiting for the bloody clothes to be white is not a one-time departure.

The guard captain, who was lying at the base of the wall with his wounds covered by his wounds, suddenly got up sharply.

Looking at the back of the bloody Hou Bai who is not far away.

Under the moonlight, the spider tattoo on the neck of the guard captain looked very strange.

The mansion of the great general Ji Wuye.

The general Ji Wuye walked into the brightly lit hall with an angry mood.

looked at the few singers who were still gambling money, and their stomachs were on fire.

"General.

You're back. ”

The six singers hurriedly stopped and looked at the general Ji Wuye and smiled.

The general Ji Wuye was already depressed, irritable, and angry.

The eyes breathe fire, and they want to shoot out.

The six singers also felt the strangeness of the great general Ji Wuye, who was speechless.

Frightened, he was ready to get up, and he didn't dare to roll the dice to gamble again.

The general Ji Wuye had nowhere to vent his anger.

Like a wolf descending from the mountain, he stared at the six young and beautiful singers whose average age was no more than sixteen.

"You sluts!

It's worse than winning the sky!

Still in the mood to gamble here?

Sincerely disgusting General Ben? ”

The great general Ji Wuye rushed towards the six singers who were about sixteen years old.

The six young and beautiful singers with inexplicable faces don't know why.

was frightened by the general Ji Wuye's murderous momentum and kept screaming.

Trembling and trying to duck back.

But the general Ji Wuye is a battle-hardened general and a master in the world.

Before the six singers could dodge.

The man had already swooped down viciously on the six singers.

Grab one in one hand and throw it on the ground.

Shhh

The great general Ji Wuye is like a madman.

Crazy in his demeanor, with his eyes irritable and fierce.

Angry.

All the singers who were caught by him were torn and their clothes were torn.

Although there are many of those six singers.

But the reaction was not as fast as the general Ji Wuye.

The strength is not as great as the great general Ji Wuye.

Because of the power and brutal character of the great general Ji Wuye.

was caught to the ground by the general Ji Wuye and squeezed into a ball.

Lying on the ground and looking at the general Ji Wuye, who was like a mad dog, raised his hand and begged for mercy:

"The general spares his life!

The general spares his life! ”

"Spare your life?

A bunch of rubbish!

A bunch of waste who don't have enough to do and more than to lose!

See how General Ben cleans you up! ”

The general Ji Wuye showed sharp teeth and sharp teeth, and his expression was hideous and fierce.

The body is restless.

The big palm of the grinding disc casually grabbed the six singers who were squeezed together.

Shhh

The general Ji Wuye tore a singer's belly pocket with both hands, and torn a singer's black stockings with one hand.

"Ahh

The six singers didn't understand if the general Ji Wuye was crazy.

They had never seen such a crazy and angry general, Ji Wuye.

I was so frightened that I only dared to scream and not move.

The general Ji Wuye became more and more excited.

For a while, he tore the belly pocket of a singer and put it in his mouth and bit it.

and tore the stockings, short skirts, and panties of other singers.

Tear off torn stockings, short skirts, belly pockets, and underwear to bite in your mouth.

In the end, there is nothing to tear, nothing to tear.

At the six young singers who were lying on the ground trembling with fright.

"Phew!"

The general Ji Wuye spat out the underwear of a singer in his mouth.

Both hands tore a white stocking, black stocking.

Like a wolf and a tiger dying of hunger.

Rushing at the six singers who were less than sixteen years old.

While ravaging wildly, his hands are pinched indiscriminately and his mouth is biting indiscriminately.

ravaged another, and ravaged another, but the idle hands were still frantically pinching other singers.

Bang Bang Bang!

The general Ji Wuye not only bites and pinchs.

And frantically slapping the cheeks, neck, chest, stomach, thighs, and ass of those six singers.

It even bites the soles of their feet and tears like a wolf biting the skin of its prey.

Yes!

The six singers, who were less than sixteen years old, were ravaged and humiliated like beasts by the general Ji Wuye.

He screamed wildly in pain, but he didn't dare to move.

Until the great general Ji Wuye abused and ravaged six young singers.

Only then did he give up contentedly.

The anger in my heart towards the third prince Yingtian and the waste subordinates dissipated.

Get up, put on your clothes and armor, and look at the six singers lying on the ground covering their tears and crying bitterly.

General Ji Wuye smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth:

"Go down and get your reward!"

"Thank you...... General Xie ......"

At this moment, the six singers with messy hair all had purple and green slap prints all over their bodies, or the bite marks of the great general Ji Wuye.

The six naked singers, who had been abused and ravaged, could only pick up the barely covered strips of cloth and limp out of the hall to recuperate.

The general Ji Wuye was in a very happy mood, and after feeling a little tired, he poured himself a bottle of wine.

I drank it to myself.

Inside the brightly lit hall.

Now there is only the great general Ji Wuye alone.

Purple Pen Literature