Chapter Ninety-Nine: Self-Trapped

Xiahou Tong had just gotten to bed, and he hadn't even taken off his shirt, when he heard the shouts outside the military tent, he couldn't help but exchange a look with Yan Oyster in confusion. Yan Oyster gestured to ask, Xia Houtong stretched out his finger to his lips, and put on his clothes and boots silently, but when he opened the tent door, he put on a pretended relaxed smile again.

"Ha, I just returned from a banquet, and Da Sima doesn't rest?" Xiahou Tong smiled, and at the same time his eyes quickly looked at the surrounding situation, it seemed that there was nothing abnormal, and the shouting was the Shadow Spirit Sparrow Guo Feixiong, the expression was neither solemn nor relaxed, just standing outside the tent with a short and strong body, and arched his hand very politely when he saw Xiahou Tong, more than ten sergeants with helmets and armor stood behind Guo Feixiong, Xiahou Tong specially observed, all the sergeants' knives were not unsheathed, the bows were not wound, and even their eyes were just indifferent to look ahead.

Yan Oyster followed and asked softly, "It's all over, why does Da Sima call my senior brother so late?"

"General Xiahou and Lord Yan Yi, don't blame, I have been with Da Sima for a long time, and I know best, Da Sima has always been in charge of state affairs, day and night, morning and evening, but at this moment, I have something important to discuss with General Xiahou, so let me come to invite. ”

"Oh, how dare you bother the Sparrow Swordsman to come in person. Xiahou Tong thought about it carefully, what Guo Feixiong said was completely reasonable, but his mind was moving again, why did Fei Xiong add such a reasonable and flawless explanation? As if he was afraid that he would not go with him, according to common sense, Da Sima was called, and he was called, so why bother?

Thinking of this, Xiahou Tong glanced at Guo Feixiong again, although he felt that the other party's expression was very natural, he was still a little uneasy: "Didn't you just see the Spirit Sparrow Swordsman coming? ”

What kind of rescue? Yan Yu on the side didn't know about the Red Ink Tiger Master Deng Yuzi's previous entanglement with Xiahou Tong, and couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, but Guo Feixiong smiled: "It's that General Xiahou is leaving too fast, and we have something to say, and it's too late." Rest assured, that guy has been chased by the ghost swordsman, and there are warriors and armor guards along the way, so General Xiahou doesn't need to worry. ”

"Then thank you Da Sima and a few swordsmen for their kindness. Xiahou Tong bowed deeply, his mustache flicked at Yan Oyster, and said softly: "I met the enemy before, and I will talk about the details when I come back, and I will go to see Da Sima first." ”

Yan Oyster looked hesitant, but in the end he still returned to the military tent according to his words, Xiahou Tong patted the dust on his body, and stretched out his hand to Guo Feixiong: "Annoying the Spirit Sparrow Swordsman to lead the way." ”

Guo Feixiong was secretly happy in his heart, he didn't think that he would use a little trick, so the other party obediently took the bait, and didn't say much, when Xiahou Tong followed behind him, the corner of his eyes moved, and the armor soldiers around him were in an uproar, but Xiahou Tong was sandwiched in the middle of the queue.

No, where is this escort's posture? It is clearly like an escort prisoner, Xiahou Tong looked cautiously left and right, and then stared at the head to lead the way, and walked extremely calmly Guo Feixiong, and thought in his heart: If these swordsmen from the public mansion were ordered to come to summon each other when they met at the end of the street before, why didn't they say it at that time? But if it was the great Sima who came to summon him afterwards, this time came and went, and there was something strange in time...... Besides, this place is far away from Da Sima's dormitory, and since Da Sima has important matters to discuss, why don't you let me ride a fast horse?

The more Xiahou Tong thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he chatted with Guo Feixiong without a match, Guo Feixiong casually said a few perfunctory words, but the armor soldiers on both sides clamped Xiahou Tong tighter.

The moonlight is clear, and he can take in the situation ahead, Xiahou Tong's heart jumped again, and he clearly saw a figure in brown clothes in the distance walking quickly here, and a small thing jumping in front of his head, that ...... Isn't that a dog?

Although he didn't know where he had revealed any flaws, his keen sense of smell made him aware of the danger of the situation, not to mention anything else, just in front of those brown-shirted and short-shirted disciples, he would never be able to please him, and he couldn't deny the name of Xiahou Tong, he had avoided them for so long, and he still couldn't dodge them.

Therefore, taking advantage of the fact that the disciples of the Qianjia family were still some distance from him, Xiahou Tong made up his mind to go up with thirty-six plans, and in the confusion of the soldiers on both sides, he disappeared like a wisp of fresh breeze.

Repetition is always the most effective, and thankfully, the disciples of the Qianjia family have never been good at long-distance pursuits.

But just when Xiahou Tong had just hidden his figure, and before he had time to secretly breathe a sigh of relief, an extremely fierce gang qi gushed out from the ground chasing his buttocks, which had not left far away, and the flying clods hit his body, which made him feel painful, and then, two blue short swords accurately pointed at his throat, and the blade of the short sword was attached to the skin of his neck, cold.

Xiahou Tong could only show his figure helplessly, he couldn't figure out where there was a sudden arrival of a master who was good at subduing demons, so when he saw that it was the inconspicuous Shadow Spirit Sparrow who pointed at him with a short sword just now, he felt that his head was about to explode.

"I thought that after you cast your escape spell in front of us, you would always be a little more restrained, how could you let you escape twice in the same way? Guo Feixiong's words were teasing, and the short sword was just right at Xiahou Tong's throat, indicating that if he had killed the killer just now, Xiahou Tong would definitely not be spared.

......

This is the first time that the disciples of the Qianjia family and Xiahou Tong have made a court, and Xiahou Tong, who was made of short swords, could only watch as the two figures in brown shirts and short shirts rushed to the front, and the dark-faced guy swiped lightly on his ridiculously rusted long sword, and then it seemed that there was a pale cyan air flow down his hand, straight into his body.

Xiahou Tong was confused, and he was fighting to resist a few words, but he suddenly felt that his feet moved, and when he looked down, he saw that the thief big yellow dog was circling around him, his nose sneered, and he glanced at Xiahou Tong from time to time, this strange look made Xiahou Tong feel numb in his scalp.

"See you again. Kong Ti poked his head out from behind the two disciples of the Qianjia family, and said to Xiahou Tong with a kind and kind smile on his bearded and white face: "This Mr. Xiahou who doesn't know if Lu Dao is Mr. Xiahou, don't worry, your red-ink enemy didn't follow, at least there is one less person who is against you at this time." ”

The sound alarmed the vigilant Mo family swordsmen in the military tent, and when Yan Yu opened the tent door and saw the situation in front of him, he suddenly snorted, his fat body was light and flexible like a fallen leaf, and he had arrived at the moment in a few steps, and glared angrily at Guo Feixiong: "Spirit Sparrow Swordsman, what does this mean?"

More than a dozen black-clothed figures of the Mo family swordsmen were surrounded on both sides, and the standing position seemed to be in a special position, which happened to surround the armor warriors around Xiahou Tong, and everyone's fingers were on the hilt of the sword, and they were about to burst.

Xue Yang's gaze was also locked on Guo Feixiong, and as he spoke, he pushed the rusty sword into the scabbard behind his back, and let out a loud sound: "Spirit Sparrow Swordsman, it's not the first time we've met, right?" ”

The blood-sucking Heavenly Eagle Chaojie, who arrived at the last time, looked at Guo Feixiong in surprise, and then looked at Xue Yang, and then looked at Xiahou Tong, who was motionless, and hesitated in his mouth: "Spirit Sparrow...... You...... You're ......."

"My surname is Guo, the clan of Cui Weishan in Shuzhong. Guo Feixiong shrugged, but the two short swords did not tremble in the slightest.

"I should have thought that you have such a body and a short sword path. Xue Yang increased his forehead with his hand, this Guo Feixiong's martial arts and such a short and concise physique, isn't it the same as that of Mr. Guo San, if he had observed carefully enough in the past, he should have seen the similarities between the two, of course, the other party has been hiding his own demon qi very well, so that he didn't think of this piece at all, "You are Cui Wei's mountain peerless person? I have seen Mr. Guo Da and Mr. Guo San." ”

"That's my brother, I'll do five, if they still recognize me as a brother. Guo Feixiong looked like he was in his thirties, and there was a vague mold of Mr. Guo San between his eyebrows and eyes, but his facial features were more handsome and gentle, and his skin was much whiter.

"It turns out that someone from the Desperate Gate of Shuzhong has already cast himself under the Great Sima Gate, but he has never told the Great Sima the truth about the Demon Dao, and what is even more puzzling is that there have been so many demonic and evil things, but he still pretends to be an ordinary person who does not know. "Recalling the past of the third of the Desperate Gate, it was not pleasant, especially the sheep-faced scholar who died innocently at the foot of the mustard mountain, so that Xue Yang, who had the righteousness of fighting the enemy side by side with the third situation in the future, was still thinking about it, so the tone of this Feixiong was not very polite.

Guo Feixiong didn't think it was angry at all: "Although I have practiced the Demon Suppression Technique since I was a child, I have never regarded me as a person in the Demon Suppression Dao, unlike my eldest brother and third brother who just want to get ahead in the Demon Suppression Dao, I left Cui Weishan many years ago, and I just relied on my swordsmanship to make a living in the world." To be able to take refuge under the Great Sima Sect, but not much more productive than in that poor country? Over the years, my swordsmanship has been more than enough to deal with people, so even if I hear that those strange things have reappeared in the world, why should I be this bird? Besides, we don't seem to lack good hands to deal with those eccentrics, such as you? In fact, my colleagues in the palace have also produced several characters who are capable of subduing demons and subduing demons. ”

"No wonder your brother doesn't necessarily recognize you as a brother, your ideas are too deviant for them. Xue Yang's tone couldn't help but slow down,

"Besides, I didn't completely sit idly by, it was I who reminded them of the possibility that this General Xiahou was a rat spirit, and before you arrived, I took the first step to restrain him, he was very cunning, if it weren't for my unfamiliar skills, maybe I would have really let him escape. ”

Hearing this, the faces of more than ten Mo family swordsmen sank, and Yan Yu even said, "What nonsense? When did my eldest brother become a rat spirit?"

"Nonsense, why don't you ask him personally?" The short sword in Guo Feixiong's hand quietly used force, as if it was matching the tone of his own speech, which made Xiahou Tong tilt his head back uncomfortably.

"You ...... I've been talking to myself for a long time...... I beg your pardon for not knowing what you're talking about. Xiahou Tong tried his best to make his voice appear calm: "I only know that you falsely passed on the Great Sima Order, and then pointed at me with a short sword and asked me to admit it...... What kind of rat spirit am I. If you are worried that I will be favored by the Great Sima Qi, you can say bluntly, my fellow disciples and I will leave without looking back, why bother to do anything!"

Guo Feixiong glared in surprise: "Look at you, your mind is turning very fast, and you want to turn this demon capture operation into a conspiracy in the court in a few words? ”

"It doesn't matter. Xue Yang suddenly interjected, revealing a sly smile that was quite incommensurate with Chengpu's face, "I heard them say, because the kind of very strange body you left aroused their suspicions, so now, you might as well try that kind of exercise again, and I will judge it, maybe it's a misunderstanding......?" Brother Five, please remove your short sword and let this Mr. Xiahou demonstrate it once. ”

Guo Feixiong smiled knowingly, Lan Zhanzhan's short sword was not under his sleeve, and he spread out his empty hands: "Okay, then ask the demon slayer to break it." ”

Wushi raised his eyebrows, proudly tiptoed to his side, and turned to Xue Yang's side, although he did not spit out a human voice very regularly, but Zhang Xi's closed mouth was obviously muttering the four-character mantra, with a look of good play.

However, without the short sword, Xiahou Tong's face at this moment was even more ugly than just now, and his body was stiff and standing, like a clay carved woodcarved statue.

The light cyan air flow that was wiped from the rusty sword was swirling and flipping in his meridians at this time, and as long as he ran the demon power slightly, whether it was the kind of demonic power that belonged to Mu Feng Dao or the Blood Spirit Dao, it would cause the reaction of this light cyan air flow, and at worst it would be beaten out of its original form, and at worst, the meridians would burst and explode and die. This demon slayer, what a vicious method!

Guo Feixiong naturally saw the power of this technique, and when he saw Xiahou Tong standing stiff for a long time, he couldn't help but sneer again: "Don't you dare to use that kind of technique again, right? Actually, in Xuchang City, after I walked through the so-called tunnel you dug, I had doubts about you. I don't know the Mo family's forging technique, but don't forget my origin, all the details about the earth can't hide from my eyes, your tunnel is not like a human can be done, I saw traces of claw excavation in several places, I wanted to take a good look at you, but there were too many things behind, and you were vigilant enough to let you survive to this day. ”

Xiahou Tong cursed secretly in his heart, but how could he have thought that there was a disciple of a desperate sect in Shu who was under the Great Sima Curtain? And he should not have returned so lightly and unprepared today, but he became their fish.

Trapped in the ground, but this time he was captured on the spot by the desperate life, and he became a prophecy, didn't he fall into a Jedi?