Su Heng put away the two letters he had opened and put them in his arms.

Then he walked straight towards the still water building.

The Jingshui Tower is not only a place where the tasks are assigned in the sect, but it can also spend contribution points here to obtain some very valuable information.

Su Heng's mood at this time was gloomy and angry, but he did not lose his mind.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated.

He planned to investigate the details of the other party before starting the next step.

Still Water Building.

Su Heng spent his contribution points, and the round-faced girl in the window in front of him quickly took a file from the bookcase and presented it to Su Heng.

"Mingde General Zhou Qian, forty years old, eight years old, a moon man, born in a family of officials and eunuchs in Yunzhou Mansion..."

The dossier records Zhou Qian's past experience.

Although Zhou Qian is a nobleman of the moon people, he is not the kind of parallel general who relies on his relationship to ascend to the top.

Whether it is strength or character, it is far beyond ordinary people. Not long ago, there were even records of personally killing the martial artists of the same realm.

With the situation in turmoil.

Recently, the state army has begun to completely tear its face and encircle and suppress the strength of the sect on a large scale.

Among these generals who participated in the encirclement and suppression, Zhou Qian was the most diligent one.

He was greedy for money and lustful, and took advantage of this opportunity to loot a large number of martial arts resources, and included many young female cultivators in the sect into the account and became military prostitutes.

On this dossier in Su Heng's hand.

In addition to Zhou Qian's past experience, there are also records of Zhou Qian's recent activities.

"Lead the army to attack Shuiyang Mountain..."

See this line.

Su Heng's brows furrowed slightly, Shuiyang Mountain is a force in the rivers and lakes that has been friends with the Medicine King Valley for decades.

Although Zhou Qian's move was not aimed at the Medicine King Valley, the purpose of this move was self-evident in the current tense relationship between the Medicine King Valley and the state army.

Su Heng checked the date, Zhou Qian led the army to set off, about seven days ago.

Comparing with the information on the letter sent by Su Ping, it can be judged that after attending that banquet, Zhou Qian had already led his army out of Yunzhou Mansion the next day.

That's a good thing.

If Shang Qingwu really encountered any danger in these seven or eight days, Su Heng would not be happy in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay...

"Next, I have to go to Shuiyang Mountain."

Su Heng closed the file in his hand, handed it back to the round-faced girl in the window, and turned around to leave from the Still Water Pavilion.

The tall body quickly disappeared into the night.

……

Shuiyang Mountain.

The sky was just dawning.

Zhou Qian, who was two meters tall, had a black and red beast war horse under his crotch, raising his head, squinting his eyes, looking at the lush mountains and forests that were misty and flowing in the distance.

Beside Zhou Qian, thousands of soldiers each held chains the thickness of their wrists in their hands.

The end of the chain is linked to a collar full of spikes.

The strong warriors and martial artists in Shuiyang Mountain, both men and women, were forced to kneel on the ground, panting, their dirty faces full of pain and distorted expressions.

Some of them are tough martial arts powerhouses.

In order to prevent them from resisting, he even cruelly pierced their bodies with chains and locked them on the pipa bone.

Blood seeped out from the contaminated wounds, and although the physical fitness of the martial artists was strong, it would be difficult for these martial artists to survive if such a serious injury could not be treated in time.

One after another, wails rang out.

"Zhou Qian! You bastard, we Shuiyang Mountain have always been in peace, but in the end we broke that law, why did the state army treat us like this!? ”

in the crowd.

A white-haired old man whose clothes were red with blood spoke.

His bloodshot eyes were opened to the maximum, and he raised his head forcefully and stared at Zhou Qian, who was riding on a strange beast warhorse.

Zhou Qian just glanced at him coldly, but did not speak. On the contrary, the young general who was in charge of controlling the old man became furious when he heard this, waved the long whip in his hand, and threw it heavily at the old man's shoulder and head.

Bang!

The long whip tied to stones and metal barbs collided with the old man's body without any fancy fancy.

This old man is the mountain master of Shuiyang Mountain, a long-established martial artist.

But at this time, the cultivation was abolished, and there was no strength to protect the body, and its physical fitness was not much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists. Every swing of the long whip in the young general's hand would leave a bloody scarlet wound on the old man's body.

But the old man gritted his teeth, refused to bow his head, and refused to even let out a painful snort.

The two beautiful women beside him, the daughters of the old man, were also forced to kneel on the ground with chains around their necks, and when they saw the scene in front of them, tears appeared on their pretty faces full of dirt.

They wanted to look away, they couldn't bear to see their father in pain.

But they were stopped by the young generals who controlled them behind them, and two or three generals gathered around.

Some people reached out to pick their eyelids, some forcibly turned their heads, and some impatient and lustful teenagers groped back and forth in the intimate parts of the two, bringing shameful pain.

Such a tragic situation.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a hell of a nose.

But the sergeants behind him all had excited smiles on their faces.

In the past, the high-ranking martial artists and martial artists could be wantonly played by ordinary people like them, and there were not many opportunities like this.

The flesh and blood of the mountain lord of Shuiyang Mountain was blurred, and his eyes began to gradually turn black, and he was about to completely lose his breath, but the movements in the hands of the black-armored young general behind him still refused to stop, and while beating, he scolded angrily: "Give Lao Tzu back a hard mouth!" I don't know that in Yunzhou Mansion, is it the king of the army now? Is the name of General Mingde you can call directly? Give you face! ”

"That's it, that's it, the general is angry."

Just when the mountain lord of Shuiyang Mountain was about to be killed, a middle-aged man wearing a cyan robe and a feathered crown scribe walked quickly.

This person's face was full of kindness, and there was no trace of cultivation on his body. But the prestige in the army seemed to be quite high, and after he spoke, the black-armored young general with anger on his face really stopped what he was doing.

"That's right."

The middle-aged scribe stroked his long beard and explained with a smile: "Although this old man's life is cheap, the forbidden medicine he takes is very expensive, and he will need it when he hunts ironclad monitor lizards later." It would be a pity to kill people now. ”

Although the appearance of this middle-aged scribe saved his life.

But the mountain lord of Shuiyang Mountain stared at him with anger on his face, he opened his mouth to say something, but the severe pain and weakness of his body had made him speechless.

He could only barely spit out a mouthful of bloody sputum, which flew into the air and landed on the ground.

The middle-aged scribe was not annoyed either.

He just patted the cheek of the mountain lord of Shuiyang Mountain with the feather fan in his hand, and then walked quickly in the direction where Zhou Qian was.

"General." The middle-aged scribe arched his hand, and said in a respectful tone: "That iron-armored dragon lizard has been driven into this mountain forest by us, and that beast has been injured by the God Refining Grandmaster, plus these forbidden drugs we have prepared, as long as the time comes, the general will definitely be able to take it down without much effort." ”

The iron-armored dragon lizard, a top-level alien beast that can fight with the God Refining Grandmaster.

Not only is it infinitely powerful, but its defense is so powerful that even if the siege artillery bombards the ironclad dragon lizard, it will not be able to inflict too serious damage on it.

Zhou Qian's trip to destroy Shuiyang Mountain was just a cover to cover people's ears and eyes.

His real purpose was to find a way to take down the injured ironclad dragon lizard. Use the dragon lizard essence to refine a treasure medicine, and try to break through to the realm of the god refining grandmaster.

But the ironclad dragon lizard has amazing defensive power, and when injured, it is even more ferocious.

Even if Zhou Qian led the army, it would be very difficult to take it head-on if he was prepared.

So, with the help of the strategists.

Zhou Qian chose to use a very vicious scheme.

He first let the captured people from the sect take the forbidden medicine, and then exiled these medicine people into the range of the iron-armored dragon lizard, and waited for the injured dragon lizard to eat these medicine people.

The forbidden drug will gradually work in the dragon lizard's body.

So.

Zhou Qian could take down the dragon lizard completely without much effort.

As for the people in the rivers and lakes who were arrested as food for the medicine man, how frightened and painful they were before they died, Zhou Qian didn't care.

He was originally a high-ranking general of the moon, born in a family of eunuchs. Those ordinary Han people and northerners are no different from pigs, dogs and livestock in Zhou Qian's eyes.

So, when I heard the plan offered by the counselor.

And after analyzing and thinking that it was feasible, Zhou Qian immediately nodded in agreement.

Zhou Qian raised his hand and waved it down vigorously.

Click!

In a flash.

The sergeants who received the order immediately opened the chains in their hands.

Those who had regained their freedom began to desperately run towards the mountains and forests in front of them.

It is human nature to be greedy for life and fear death.

Moreover, the vast majority of the people in the rivers and lakes present did not know about Zhou Gan's vicious schemes, and soon disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Only a small number of people, relying on their own strength or through some channel, roughly guessed the purpose of Zhou Qian's move. After breaking free from the chains, he turned around and tried to force his way out of the siege of the state army.

It's a pity.

They were badly wounded, and their strength could not be stimulated.

Before he had run a hundred meters, the sergeant with a musket fired a volley.

The people who wanted to escape suddenly fell forward, and scarlet blood gushed out of the wounds.

The rest, the people in the rivers and lakes who were lucky enough to be alive, saw the scene in front of them, and suddenly two trembled, and returned to the lush mountains and forests behind them.

Among this group of people, there is even the mountain master of Shuiyang Mountain.

Even if he died, he was not willing to use his last breath to give Zhou Gan his life.

But he only walked out less than two steps, and saw from a distance his two daughters and grandsons, with long knives around their necks, and their faces were full of horror.

Scarlet blood was already slowly flowing out of the white neck.

On the other side, Zhou Qian was riding on a war horse, his eyes glowing with cold light, high up, overlooking all living beings.

The middle-aged strategist, on the other hand, had a smile on his face and gently waved the feather fan in his hand, as if he had long expected such a situation.

Seeing that the mountain lord of Shuiyang Mountain returned to the mountains and forests with a face full of resentment but helplessness, the middle-aged strategist chuckled and said: "People are like this, once they have a weakness, they have a way to control and dominate, and they are manipulated by the enemy like a puppet. ”

"Tsk, it's funny!"

……

And on the hill in the distance.

Su Heng's heavy pupils were stretched out, and from a long distance, he could clearly see what was happening in the outer jungle.

"These people in Shuiyang Mountain, as well as those people in the rivers and lakes, have obviously been arrested by Zhou Gan's army, but why do they want to be released back into the mountains and forests?"

Su Heng's eyesight is very good.

You can clearly see the details of the characters on the field, and so on.

But the distance was too far, but Su Heng couldn't hear the conversation between Zhou Qian, Strategist and the others, and he didn't know what their intentions were in doing so.

"There must be demons when things go wrong, and they must have a deep meaning in doing so."

What the enemy wants to achieve, Su Heng will definitely try to destroy it by any means.

Moreover, among the captured people in the rivers and lakes, Su Heng was very surprised to find a figure that he was familiar with.

If you don't know, that's it.

But now, now that he has seen that the other party is in trouble, he is also a disciple from the Medicine King Valley, Su Heng still can't sit idly by.

"It also happens to be able to find out the purpose of the news of next week's trip from Senior Brother Luo Chong's mouth."

Think of it this way.

Su Heng jumped and fell from the top of the mountain.

The huge body was like a falcon, flying twice, causing a strong wind to blow the treetops, and disappeared into the lush forest in front of it in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

Luo Chong sat on the ground, his rough face full of despair.

He reached out and clutched his left arm, but wisps of blood still seeped through his fingers.

In front of him, a black tiger more than four meters long was arching its waist, its amber eyes glowing with cold light, staring at him deadly. The long, stick-like tail flicked at will, colliding with the trunks of the trees around it, making a dull thudding sound. Sticky and pungent saliva dripped from the gaps in the giant teeth of the giant tiger's flickering cold, and in the sunlight, it pulled out translucent silver filaments.

In just now.

Luo Chong used the only remaining strength in his body to repel the giant tiger.

And now, the injuries on his body can no longer be suppressed, the bleeding does not stop, and he is really in a desperate situation.

"I didn't expect that I, Luo Chong, would end my life in such a way?" Luo Chong raised his head, looking at the overlapping leaves above his head and the bright golden spots of light in the gaps.

Every time he went out on a mission.

They all had the determination to die, but when death really came, the indescribable sense of fear continued to spread in his heart.

Roar!

The giant tiger seemed to sense Luo Chong's weakness.

It no longer hesitated, let out a roar, and lunged forward, its giant claws slapping down on Luo Chong's big head.

Bang!

In the dull loud noise, Luo Chong closed his eyes.

But after waiting for a long time, the expected severe pain did not come, but a faint smell of blood accompanied by the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, which began to spread outward.

After hesitating for a while.

Luo Chong opened his eyes, and there was an angelic tall and majestic figure in front of him.

(End of chapter)