Ye Gucheng stood on the cornice, looking at King Heili who was surrounded by a group of masters, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Qin Wei asked him to solve the problem of the invasion of Dali by the Heili Royal Court.

The simplest and most practical way he could think of was to force the Black Leader to retreat.

The emperor was furious and ambushed millions of corpses.

The strong man was angry, and the emperor bowed his head.

When one's own strength is strong to a certain extent, one person can suppress one country.

"Who are you?"

King Heili is now over sixty years old and is an old king.

He asked, standing among the hundreds of guards, raising his head.

"Da Liye Lonely City!" Ye Gucheng replied coldly.

King Heili frowned slightly, and asked again, "What are you doing here?" ”

"On the orders of His Majesty, order the Heili Royal Court to retreat!" Ye Gucheng Road.

As soon as these words came out, King Heili's already dark face became extremely dark.

Retire!

He finally gathered 200,000 troops to go to the Dali border, how could it be possible to let him withdraw at this time?

The old emperor is dead, the little emperor has just ascended the throne, don't bully Da Li now, and when the little emperor grows up in the future, he will be ridden on the head by Da Li!

His idea was very simple, the old emperor was dead, and the royal courts around Dali were invaded, and their Heili royal court was naturally not far behind.

"Kill him!"

King Heili said grimly.

Whoosh~~~

As his words fell, hundreds of arrows suddenly flew towards Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng looked at the arrow coldly, and the invisible sword momentum around his body spread.

Before the arrow could enter the three feet around him, it fell as if it had encountered an invisible barrier.

He swept away the guards below, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath!

The snow-white blade shimmered in the bright moonlight.

The snow-white figure jumped out like a rainbow light.

"Stop him!"

When King Heili saw this, his face was shocked.

The next moment, three imposing figures flew up and greeted Ye Gucheng.

The long sword looked exceptionally pale in the moonlight, just like Ye Gucheng's snow-white robe.

The pale moon, the pale sword, and the pale robe reflected a pale cheek.

Suddenly.

The starlight and moonlight in the night faded, as if all the light in heaven and earth had been concentrated on the pale sword.

The long sword is like a gust of wind outside the white clouds, changing in an instant.

The pale sword flickered, and the three figures that flew suddenly froze.

Before everyone could react, a pale blade came to King Heili's body.

The tip of the sword rested against King Heili's chest, a little scarlet seeping through his clothes, sticking to the pale blade.

"You!"

King Heili's eyes widened, and he looked at Ye Gucheng who was close at hand in horror.

"Can I retire?"

Ye Gucheng asked.

The Black Li King trembled, just a tremble, and the tip of the sword seemed to enter the flesh again, and the severe pain made him no longer dare to move.

The pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly, as he saw the three fallen corpses behind Ye Gucheng.

Those were three innate masters, and they died like this!

Dead in an instant!

A fear grew in the heart of the Black Dawn King.

"This king retreats!"

He said tremblingly.

Ye Gucheng bowed slightly and withdrew his long sword.

The sword is sheathed.

"If I don't retreat, I'll come again!"

With that, he turned and left.

The hundreds of guards around him were panicked and made way for him.

Then, the snow-white figure disappeared into the bright moonlight.

Looking at the position where he disappeared, King Heili didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Are cultivators scary?

Not terrible!

It's the strong that are scary.

A strong man who can really ignore power.

In the eyes of the strong, this guarded palace is no different from the barren mountains and mountains, and they can come and go when they want.

Above board, without any hiding, without any disguise.

It is precisely because of this that it is even more frightening.

……

It's night.

There was a beautiful sound in the palace of the Feather Witch King.

Xiao Sheng is like the vast sea, there are no waves for thousands of miles, and the tide in the distance is slowly pushing closer, getting closer and faster.

After that, the waves were turbulent, the white waves were even the mountains, and the fish jumped and the whales floated in the tide, and the gulls flew in the wind on the sea.

Coupled with the water monsters and sea monsters, the demons make the tide, and suddenly the iceberg floats in, and suddenly the hot sea is boiling, and it is extremely changeable.

After the tide recedes, the level is like a mirror, but the bottom of the sea is turbulent, lurking in a silent place.

Countless people in the palace, under such a wonderful sound, did not stop dancing, and even scratched their heads and faces, their hearts shook, and they were led by it.

Many palace maids who have not cultivated fainted in the sound of Xiao, and those who have cultivated a little lower directly vomited blood and were seriously injured, even if they have cultivated to reach more than seven grades, they still feel their hearts swaying, and the true qi in their bodies is rioting, and only those who have cultivated to reach the innate just feel a little uncomfortable.

The Feather Witch King woke up in the sound of Xiao, and immediately felt a wave of sullenness and uneasiness.

"Someone, someone!"

He exclaimed, but unfortunately no one responded.

When he noticed that the beauty beside him had fallen into a coma, his face turned pale, and he fled from the dormitory in panic.

However, along the way, the ground was full of unconscious palace maids and attendants, and it wasn't until he came to the empty square that many powerful cultivators came to him.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on with that voice?"

He asked in alarm.

"Where!"

One of them pointed to the treetops in the distance and said.

Under the full moon, a figure holding a jade flute stood on the treetops, the cool night breeze blowing, the wide clothes fluttering, and the messy hair fluttering.

"Let him stop blowing!" The Feathered Witch King roared resentfully.

Immediately, more than a dozen figures flew towards the big tree in the distance.

However, before they could reach the tree, the figure on the treetop put away the jade flute, and the whole person flew away from the bright night sky like a flying bird.

"Tomorrow night, the old man will come!"

The old man's voice echoed in the palace, and the face of the Feather Witch King was as black as if it could scrape off a layer of ink.

……

Early morning.

Sanmiao Palace.

The ministers entered the palace and discussed with the court.

King Sanmiao sat on the throne and announced loudly: "Spread the decree, withdraw the army of Nanyuanjiang and no longer attack the Dali border!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers in the palace talked about it.

"Why is that, my lord?" A courtier stepped forward and asked.

King Sanmiao glanced at him and said, "Come on, pull this guy out and cut it!" ”

In an instant, there was silence in the hall.

Everyone looked at King Sanmiao in disbelief.

Only a few guards outside the hall walked in and grabbed the courtiers who were talking.

"The king spares his life!"

"The king spares his life! The subordinates will arrange the withdrawal of troops! ”

The courtier cried for mercy.

When King Sanmiao heard this, his eyes lit up, and he waved his hand and said, "Okay, this king will spare you for the time being and give you three days." ”

Several guards retreated, and the ministers in the palace looked confused.

They all felt that something was wrong, but they didn't dare to ask more.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the main hall door.

"Meet the King!"

The sound of kneeling and bowing came into the main hall, and the atmosphere in the hall became even more strange.

Then.

A sturdy figure came to the temple gate.

The ministers in the hall looked at the figure with disbelief on their faces.

"Great King!"

"Two kings!"

The ministers looked at the Sanmiao King at the gate of the palace for a while, and looked at the Sanmiao King sitting on the throne for a while, and they all felt incredible.

"Who are you!"

The Sanmiao King at the gate of the palace pointed to the Sanmiao King on the throne and asked.

The Three Miao Kings on the throne muttered in a low voice, "Why did you wake up so quickly!" I would have tied him up if I had known! ”

He raised his head and said with a wry smile: "Haha, I made a mistake then, I'll come back another day!" ”

Before everyone could react, the Three Miao Kings on the throne disappeared silently, leaving behind a bundle of thatch.

……

A few days later.

Night.

The palace of the Feather Witch King resounded with a beautiful sound of Xiao.

The Feather Witch King stood under the tree with a decadent face, his face full of pleading.

"Don't blow it, I beg you to stop blowing, I'll do whatever you tell me to do!"

In the past few days, Xiao Sheng will sound in the palace every night, and the beautiful Xiao sound is like a life talisman that makes everyone unable to feel at ease.

All the maids and attendants in the palace were injured a lot, and they all fell into a coma and never woke up.

And the guards are even more changed every night, not to change, every time the sound sounds, the guards will be not lightly injured, no longer able to guard the palace.

For several days, the Feather Witch Court thought of countless ways to catch this bastard with a blowjob, but no matter how they searched, they couldn't find a trace, but he still came every night.

In this way, the Feathered Witch King completely collapsed.

His cultivation is not weak, but he can't stand the ravages of this sound night and night.

On the treetops, Huang Yaoshi stopped his and laughed softly: "You can do whatever you want?" ”

"Eun~~"

The Feathered Witch King nodded repeatedly.

Many people around also nodded.

"Withdraw your troops!"

Huang Yaoshi chuckled.

"What?" The Feathered Witch King didn't seem to hear clearly.

"Withdraw the armies that attacked Dali!" Huang Yaoshi said.

"You're a big glass person!"

At this time, the Feather Witch King finally knew where Huang Yaoshi came from.

"That's right!" Huang Yaoshi nodded.

The Feathered Witch King wanted to cry without tears, "Why didn't you say it earlier!" ”

"Would you have said yes earlier?" Huang Yaoshi said.

"I~~"

The Feathered Witch King didn't know what to say for a while.

Did he say yes earlier?

Probably not!

"We withdraw our troops!"

The Feather Witch King said helplessly: "Please don't come again, sir!" ”

He didn't want to see the man in front of him again.

Not at all.

I can't wait to see the person in front of me again in this life.

"As long as the troops are withdrawn, I will not come again!" Huang Yaoshi said.

After speaking.

He turned and walked away, without the slightest bit of mud and water.

Looking at his back, the Feather Witch King really wanted to cry, he was bitter in his heart!

However, he did not know that there was a person who was more bitter than in his heart.

Inside the court of the Three Miao Kings.

"Damn bastard, I'm going to kill him!"

In the main hall, the Three Miao Kings roared angrily.

Don't blame him for being angry, someone has gone too far.

Ye Gucheng coerced people by force in the Heili Royal Court, Huang Yaoshi tortured people with Xiao Sheng in the Yuwu Royal Court, and Zuo Ci was completely troublemakers and scourges people in the Sanmiao Royal Court.

With all kinds of changes, he came and went freely in the palace, doing whatever he wanted.

Although his transformation technique is only a trick, it is enough to deceive most people.

Even the royal seal of the Three Miao Kings was taken away by him.

The army of Nanyuanjiang has retreated.

for they have received a royal decree.

A true royal order.

What's even more odious is not Wang Yin, but Zuo Ci doing things in the palace all day long with the appearance of King Sanmiao.

As for what to do!

Ahem!

There was nothing that could not be seen.

Zuo Ci is also a master, how can he do something immoral.

"King, do you want to send someone to take back your fate?"

A minister stepped forward and asked.

They have received the news that the army has begun to retreat.

But it's too late to reclaim your fate.

King Sanmiao's face turned blue and white for a while, and finally he sat on the chair decadently and said in a dull voice: "Forget it! ”

"The countries of the Western Regions have been defeated, and the Heili Royal Court has withdrawn its troops, so we should also withdraw!"

He is very tired now, firstly because of the change in the situation, and secondly because of Zuo Ci's scourge.

The ministers in the palace looked at each other, and no one spoke again.

"Gee, I would have done that earlier. It's easy too! ”

At this moment, an old voice sounded in the main hall.

I saw that in the middle of the courtiers, an inconspicuous-looking courtier walked out of the queue and showed a playful smile to the Sanmiao King.

King Sanmiao pointed at him, his mouth trembling slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

The blindfold retreated, and Zuo Ci revealed his true face.

A kind face doesn't seem to be so annoying, but in the eyes of King Sanmiao and the ministers in the palace, this old guy is the most hateful person in the world.

"Farewell to the poor!"

Zuo Ci bowed and slowly withdrew from the main hall.

King Sanmiao's face was pale, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he still didn't say the words that left Zuo Ci.

I can't afford to mess with it!

I really can't mess with it!

If Zuo Ci is allowed to continue to stay here, then he, the king of the three seedlings, doesn't know how many jokes he will make.

It's just a joke, the key is to bring disaster to the country and the people!

Zuo Ci left like this, and the army of the Sanmiao Royal Court also retreated.

(End of chapter)