"Whoever comes is a guest," Ye Feng took a sip of tea, but found that there had been no one outside for a long time, so he couldn't help shouting, "Is it giving you face, get out of here."

About three ravens later, only two weeds outside were blown by the wind.

Ye Feng ignored it for a while, raised the overlord gun and threw it fiercely, and the sound of breaking the air sounded instantly, and his ears hurt.

"King Chu is really angry!" Zuo Ci smiled and smiled, but the constantly shaking calves showed his fear.

Regardless of Zuo Ciyun's indifferent expression, Ye Feng threw the teacup over and said coldly, "Where is the tea, pour it yourself!"

Zuo Ci was originally known as the old immortal of Nanhua, where did he suffer such grievances.

But seeing the knife and axe hands on the left and right, he touched his ears, forcibly pressed them down, and squeezed out a smile, "Don't hide it from King Chu, there is indeed something important to discuss at this time."

Zuo Ci found a seat, pulled down his son and sat on it to pour himself a drink.

"You know who I am, you dare to come, it's a little daring!" Ye Feng spoke to himself.

Zuo Ci almost knelt on the ground, stabilized his body and thought about it again and again, "I often hear that the king of Chu is diligent and loves the people, never pays taxes, and even has a reward, so he has the courage to come."

Ye Feng took out a dagger and threw it on the table, twisted his body again, and sneered, "Then did anyone tell you that countless people died at my hands."

"That hero doesn't have a life in his hands, so he kills to stop killing, not to mention that the saint has words," Zuo Ci tried to ponder the meaning of Ye Feng's words, and held back a few words.

Ye Feng stared at Zuo Ci, he was too familiar with this person.

After he became the king of Chu, I don't know how many letters this shell man came.

I didn't agree, I went to Zhang Bao's side, and I didn't dare to reuse the dog things.

"I wonder what I'm here for?"

Ye Feng pondered for a while, deliberately not making it clear, and looked at the change in Zuo Ci's expression.

To put it mildly, he has seen a lot of this kind of person, and he only picked up the dagger and played with it a few times.

Zuo Ci frowned, and suddenly felt that many words were choked in his throat and he couldn't speak, so he could only drink a cup of stuffy wine.

Ye Feng had already known Zuo Ci's calculations through Jinyiwei, but at the moment, he was just deliberately playing, let alone speaking.

"Didn't King Chu think about going further?" Zuo Ci looked at it, but after all, he couldn't hold back and spoke first.

"What is further, this king can't understand, not to mention that this king only knows loyalty and patriotism, and doesn't have so many fancy intestines." Ye Feng was bored and responded.

Zuo Ci was a reclusive Taoist before the chaos in the world, where could he understand Ye Feng's sarcasm, and he was even more happy in his heart, and said secretly, "This old boy is going to be surrounded by me now, deceiving people, no, I have to look at my Nanhua old immortal when I go out."

"Since the King of Chu has the heart of a monarch," Zuo Ci got up and knelt in front of Ye Feng, "I also ask the King of Chu to send troops to eradicate the family and return the Han Dynasty to a good man."

"If the King of Chu agrees, Lao Dao will be willing to die here!"

Before the words fell, some people were already in tears, but Ye Feng looked up, and those commotions had disappeared without a trace.

"Since you want to be loyal to the monarchy, I don't know what you have prepared, come here to educate me."

Ye Feng spread his hands, feeling helpless.

It was early winter, and the water was ticking, but what made Zuo Ci feel even more cold was Ye Feng's words, if he, the king of Chu who donated 100,000 horses, was nothing, how could he be a fart.

"I can give away whatever Your Majesty wants, and there is no other word." Zuo Ci gritted his teeth and opened his mouth ruthlessly.

"Even if it's your life?" Ye Feng said quietly, "Do you dare to die for Your Majesty?"

"I dare, as long as the King of Chu agrees to eradicate the family, what a pity for my life." Zuo Ci ran over in a few steps, took the dagger that was dangling, and stabbed it in the neck without hesitation.

Ye Feng was shocked, no matter what, he was in his own tent, if he really let Zuo Ci die, what would the people think of him, this would definitely not happen.

However, he still restrained his expression and coldly confronted Zuo Ci.

"Pop!" A drop of blood slammed into the ground, Ye Feng was really difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, and his face was even more ugly.

"Your Majesty, your ministers are loyal!" The dagger sank into flesh inch by inch, and Zuo Ci's face turned pale in an instant.

"Yo, what is this for, king, but I scared the concubine to death!" A crisp voice exploded in everyone's ears, and Diao Chan sat in Ye Feng's arms unceremoniously.

"The king, the concubine can't see these things, so he hurriedly threw the dagger and gave the silver to send away!" Diao Chan snorted and kept shaking Ye Feng's sleeve.

"Hahaha, what is this that the beauty said, this is one of the best celebrities, Nanhua Lao Immortal Zuoci, how can he be like a liar who buys art in the mouth of the beauty."

With Zuo Ci's pig's liver-colored face, Ye Feng's heart was dark for a while, when it came to sarcasm, he still had to come to Diao Chan.

At this moment, Zuo Ci was crumbling, but Diao Chan didn't care about it, and even threw a few copper coins over, "Reward."

Seeing that Zuo Ci was indifferent, Ye Feng just took advantage of the topic and pretended to be angry, "Okay, you Zuo Ci, the beauty is the king, you actually despise the beauty, come here, throw it out to me."

Zuo Ci, like tofu falling in the ash heap, may be the best way to deal with it.

Zuo Ci hurriedly got up and spoke indignantly, "Shi Ke can be killed, but not humiliated, since the King of Chu does not agree to my request, I will definitely tell the people what kind of despicable villain the King of Chu is when I go at this moment!"

"Is it only if the king agrees to your request, and you know that the king also has troubles?" Ye Feng sighed heavily and simply lay on the couch.

Diao Chan understood what Ye Feng meant, and hurriedly wiped her tears, "King, the concubine understands it both physically and mentally, tell this charlatan what to do."

"No, beauty, you don't understand." Ye Feng sobbed a few times, and got up several times before getting up, "Since he wants to say something, it's better to say it clearly today."

"I think that at the beginning, this king guarded the people alone, and now he is the king, do you know how many hardships have been experienced, if it were not for His Majesty's secret help, I don't know how many times he died, even if it was so, how many years have passed."

Not much, only a year and a half.

"What's more, they are all my siblings, do I want to watch them die, why are you so vicious!"

Zuo Ci couldn't help but slander in his heart, who didn't know the speed of Ye Feng's team, who was born out of nowhere, how did he have the face to say these words.

"Since you don't believe me, wouldn't it be nice for me to disarm and return to the field, and weave with beautiful men and women."

Ye Feng's words sounded reasonable to outsiders, and Zuo Ci knew the inside story, so he said coldly, "Since the King of Chu has been so favored by His Majesty, he should be happy to clear the monarch's side and make immortal achievements!"

"If you don't agree, the old way won't force it." Zuo Ci turned around and said even more coldly, "Lao Dao doesn't have much of anything, but fortunately, the disciples and grandchildren are obedient and will definitely spread these words!"

Ye Feng suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and he didn't play like this old way, he didn't agree in an instant, he didn't agree, he could only pretend to be hospitable and let Zuo Ci stay.

"I don't think it's necessary, if you don't agree, no matter how much I say, it's useless," then Zuo Ci turned his head and smiled, "I know that the king has a hard time, but these things are spread out, the king of Chu, tsk!"

Ye Feng clenched his fists, and for a while he had nothing to do with Zuo Ci, a Taoist, he lowered his head and stared at Diao Chan, and his tone was dull, "Okay, this king agrees!"

"Since the king of Chu agreed, three days later, he will set up a family on Peach Blossom Mountain." Zuo Cimei smiled, took three steps and made two steps, hurriedly put down the talisman, and only waited for the two sides to sign the seal letter to take effect.

"Back to the lord, Your Majesty's reward has arrived, and most of them have been accepted, but there is only one thing that needs to be sacrificed to the lord."

The sharp voice broke Zuo Ci, who was immersed in fantasy, a spirit, Zuo Ci hurriedly urged, "What are you waiting for the King of Chu, is it possible that you want to regret it, or you want to deceive the people of the world!"

This big hat, Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh for a while, unwilling to be embarrassed like this, and sneered at each other, "What are you anxious about, will this king still regret what he promised, or your heart."

There are ghosts!"

As soon as these words came out, Zuo Ci could only let Ye Feng read the holy decree.

"Zuo Ci, what you just said about being loyal to Your Majesty counts, but it's not a deception to the world."

Ye Feng couldn't wait to jump on the table and ask Zuo Ci, although Zuo Ci had doubts, he could only nod, and Qi Qiran agreed.

"Well, now His Majesty orders you to die, immediately, immediately!" Ye Feng opened his mouth excitedly, this is a big fish, maybe the system will reward him with something!

"You are talking nonsense, how is it possible!"

Zuo Ci was stunned in place like a lightning strike, seeing that his task was about to be completed, how could he lose his life, absolutely not allowed.

"Could it be that this king will still deceive you?" Ye Feng smiled coldly and handed over one person to pass the letter to Zuo Ci.

What else can be said about the holy decree and the letter, it is nothing more than that the Spirit Emperor promised to sit with Ye Feng, in this case, it is not easy to kill an unknown Zuo Ci.

"Your Majesty, how can you agree to such a thing, you misunderstand me, misunderstand me!" Zuo Ci laughed wildly a few times, sat down on the ground, the crown on his head was also knocked off, and his hair was scattered, "My Zuo Ci is unlucky, come on!"

Zuo Ci raised his neck, listening to Yuhuatian, who was approaching step by step, his face was relaxed, and he smiled bitterly, "I, Zuo Ci, was originally a mountain and wild Taoist, I really shouldn't be involved in this troubled world, misunderstand me, misunderstand me!"

Sighing a few times in a row, as if resigned to his fate, Zuo Ci slowly closed his eyes, "Don't talk nonsense, let's do it."

"This king can allow you to say your last words, and maybe I will help you finish it." Ye Feng hugged Diao Chan and laughed slowly, "I'll do it when he finishes speaking."

"No!"

The dagger in Yuhuatian's hand was pressing forward step by step, Zuo Ci was not afraid, and looked up to the sky and roared, "Hate me Zuo Ci can't say that you Ye Feng joined forces with the Yellow Turban Army to slaughter the family, I will go!"

Zuo Ci desperately wanted to hit the dagger, and at the same time, a loud cry sounded in the camp tent, "Leave people under the knife!"