There was no blood splashing from the sharp blade, there was no miserable sorrow of the intestines being broken, and at the same time, the roar that had been going on also stopped abruptly, and the pro-soldier opened wider and wider, forming an incredible huge mouth that was quickly closing back, and the gray eyeballs finally met Murong Li's gaze.

It's like a dead person has a consciousness and then stares at you, Murong Li suddenly had this feeling, but he didn't care. Joke, this king is the Black Death, how can he be afraid of the dead? Murong Li paid attention to the other party's belly that had been slashed by a scimitar just now.

There was only a long opening on the abdomen, and some blood-red and viscous things could be vaguely seen squirming in the wound, but there was no blood overflowing, on the contrary, the abdominal muscles that had been cut open were actively reconnected as if consciously, and they gradually healed under Murong Li's nose.

However, the bottom of the pro-soldier's throat once again emitted a low ho-ho sound at this moment, and Murong Li, who was paying attention to the recovery of the wound, did not notice that two sharp fangs protruded from the lower lip of the pro-soldier, and the gray eyeballs also showed a hint of scarlet.

Murong Xuan took a step forward and pressed one hand on the top of the head of the pro-soldier, the pro-soldier's low roar stopped, the scarlet in his eyes disappeared, and the sharp fangs also quickly retracted, only for a short moment, so when Murong Li raised his head again, he didn't see this kind of vision.

"Ah, you hurt him. Murong Xuan withdrew his hand and said lightly, "Although they are the blessings of the God of War Spirit and have an immortal body, Ah Da, you are the number one warrior in the clan after all, and your scimitar will make them feel pain, it seems that they should not treat the God of War in this way." ”

"Immortal?" Murong Li's expression at the moment was not as angry as just now, but with a kind of heaviness, he threw the scimitar casually, and landed on the mink cloak on the table, making a loud sound, but he turned around and faced Murong Xuan: "Xuan'er, tell Uncle what are they, don't think I didn't see ......"

"See what?" Murong Xuan was stunned.

Murong Li let out a long sigh, he didn't tell the scene he saw at that time. It was the moment when the assassin swordsman of the Jin Kingdom retreated, the power of the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder that rose from the ground was already jaw-dropping, and the pro-soldiers who surrounded and killed flew back with their faces covered, due to the backlash of the power of thunder and lightning, Murong Li was shocked to find that in an instant, what kind of terrifying monsters appeared in the electric light, and in the next moment, these monsters returned to the appearance of their own soldiers, and retreated and fell to the ground in embarrassment. It wasn't all he had seen at that moment, but the monsters made him sick and angry.

What kind of god of war gifts, what kind of god of war spirits, this has nothing to do with the gods! These are all devils, they are all cannibal devils of ancient legends! To tell the truth, Murong Li doesn't care whether these monsters eat people or not, what he cares about is that when will it be the turn of evil ghosts to help the dignified and humble Great Yan Kingdom, a warlike state blessed by the deer god? This is a blasphemy against the gods, and it must not be tolerated!

Therefore, after pondering for a long time, he wanted to verify it with his own hands, and now that he has verified it, he needs Murong Xuan to explain to him, don't fool me with any god of war spirits! I want to know where they came from, and how they were willingly driven by a new royal family who had lived in the palace for a long time.

"Ah Da, then what do you think they are?" Murong Xuan did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

Murong Li's gaze swept over the expressionless face of the pro-soldier Mu, and he didn't know if he could understand their conversation: "They are devils, devils who grew up in darkness and the grave of the dead, they transformed into human bodies, bewitched human minds, and ultimately wanted to destroy human beings. ”

Murong Xuan's laughter interrupted Murong Li: "Ah Da, this is just your imagination, they are the gifts given to us by the god of war, driven by the most sacred spell in the clan, and they do not have the most unpredictable human hearts in the world, they are absolutely obedient, they only know that the Dao of the Devil brings death and killing in the face of our enemies, you are called the Black Death, I thought you should like these warriors very much, these invincible warriors who accompany death." ”

"The true meaning of death is to dominate death, not to be dominated by it. But these murderous creatures, they should not have appeared in the world, especially not by the side of our Great Yan Kingdom warriors. Now tell Uncle, how did they end up with you? Is it that Yama? I saw the bald man. ”

Murong Xuan's smile lasted for a long time, but his answer pointed in another direction: "Compared to this, Ah Da, please forgive me, you should be more concerned about the current battle situation, 100,000 southern troops are besieged in all directions, our army is not more than 10,000, and the grain and grass are not abundant, in the face of the strong southern army, how can we get out of trouble? You don't have to worry about my more than 100 personal soldiers. As I said, they are undead warriors with the spirit of the god of war, not what you think, maybe after their powerful combat power serves you, you will change your impression of them, in fact, you have also seen, without them, in the Yellow Ruins, it may be difficult for you to break through. And in the crisis here, I am afraid that it will still be them who will play a decisive role in the end. ”

Murong Li fell silent again, maybe it was Murong Xuan's words that moved him somewhat, maybe he still couldn't step through this heart, so he hesitated, he sat back in the seat behind the table, stunned.

Murong Xuan smiled: "The little nephew retired." He patted the soldier who had been standing upright, and turned to walk away.

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"The Black Death is afraid of the strength of the Spirit of the God of War, and my Uncle Li seems to have seen something that he shouldn't see, and now he has a lot of complaints about my undead army. In his military tent, Murong Xuan said coldly, and even the smile on his face was a little more ruthless.

Alemin was still dressed in black armor, and he was sitting in a corner of the military tent and carefully wiping his serrated silver knife, and then said: "Now the army is unstable, and there is a lot of dissatisfaction with the leader of the king of Xiapi who lost his master's opportunity, since he died by himself, then it is no wonder that we are, in my opinion, this is a good opportunity for His Royal Highness to replace him." Let him die, push it on the head of the southerners, anyway, it is reasonable for a defeated general to die in battle, and His Royal Highness will successfully lead the army to fight out of the encirclement, and the class will return, His Majesty will be very satisfied with His Highness's record, Dazai and King Wu are the people of the previous generation, and His Majesty needs his own lineage very much, so it is logical for His Highness to have the opportunity to be the main army. ”

"Alemin, do you want this king to be a murderer? Well, that's not right, the temple of the deer god will not forgive me for such a crime. ”

Allemin shrugged: "No, Your Highness, I said it, it was those southerners who finally killed His Royal Highness the King of Xiapi." ”

Murong Xuan smiled knowingly, but quickly looked up at the bald man who had been silent.

There seemed to be a strange air flow surging in the air, Murong Xuan knew very well that this was caused by the mysterious power of the spell cast by Yuma, he had been exploring that ancient divine beast, since he knew that there was an ancient divine beast in the army of the Jin Kingdom, he had solemnly started a careful spiritual search for another ancient divine beast that he had perceived. In the words of Yama, the confrontation between the spirit of the god of war and the ancient beast has been a long time, and the discovery of the ancient beast this time is simply a fateful encounter arranged by the gods, which is nothing strange, only by eliminating the ancient beast of the enemy, is the spirit of the god of war really out of the world. An ancient divine beast is already known, but another ancient divine beast must not be allowed to hide in the shadows, and it must be clear to the chest.

Murong Xuan didn't disturb Yama's practice, and looked at Yama's face with interest as he closed his eyes and concentrated, and when the colorful lines on Shima's face moved, Murong Xuan knew that Yama's practice was over.

Qi Ma opened his eyes, looking forward with an ethereal look, but as if he had long known that Murong Xuan was watching him, he nodded lightly: "Another ancient divine beast is here, in this Suchang City." It was the divine power of the ancient thunder eagle that inspired his response, but he didn't know it himself, and I was not wrong at the time. ”

"So you asked me to suggest that Uncle Li Wang arrange Xingyuan here, just to make it easier for you to confirm?"

"Remove him before he really awakens, and we will have one less strong opponent. Instead of answering positively, he stood up and stretched out his hand to point ahead, "And the situation is not so simple, there, within a hundred miles, there are two people with extremely strong spiritual power rushing here, I don't know if the Dao is coming to the ancient divine beast or our god of war spirit." Or ......"

Or both. Murong Xuan smiled casually and made up for him.

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It was another thunderstorm, pouring down in the dazzling electric thunder, the washing of the rain condensed the loess into a sparse mud pond, and there was a faint smell of blood coming out. This land has gone through too many wars, there have been thousands of people shed blood, lying here, and finally become a pile of white bones under this land, the torrential rain makes their breath, the breath of their remnants in the world is volatilized along the water vapor, once again reminding the living that they once existed, isn't this a different kind of ghost reappearance?

The sergeants patrolling the camp let the rain hit the iron armor, meticulously patrolling back and forth in the barracks, and the raindrops flowed down the gaps in the iron armor into the placket inside, and in a blink of an eye, they were soaked. The guards stood on the sentry tower, cursing the damn ghost weather, while absent-mindedly looking at the barracks, they were eager to take over the soldiers to change the sentry to come, once they were unloaded, they would be eager to rush back to the camp tent, change out of the watered military uniform, and then drink a bowl of fragrant broth, and sleep beautifully after the last day.

The siege is a long time, there is no need to chase and fight every day, just quietly confront, seal all the gaps that the opponent can come out of, and then wait for them to starve to death.

"Don't let hatred blind your mind, that's not what a swordsman like you should be. Although Han Li's words were not without reprimand, his tone was still gentle and gentle, and even his expression was as elegant as ever.

He finally learned from Mo Yumei's mouth why she didn't go that day, seeing that the enemy who killed his first lover was in front, he could understand Mo Yumei's anger for a while, but this is a major military matter, and personal grudges must be put aside, so he had to reiterate the truth to Mo Yumei, although he also knew that these words were nonsense, the understanding of things and reason lies in people's state of mind, most people understand the truth, but it is difficult to control their emotions many times.

Just like Mo Yumei now, Wu Zi still has some uneasy agitation, her slender and slender body is panting and falling together, Han Ni and Zhuo Qiuyi are comforting softly.

The siege of the city by the army has been completed, but Han Li has not been idle, Huan Da Sima has already explained the mission very clearly, he wants to infiltrate the city of Xuchang in Dongping County, contact the rangers there, and prepare to cooperate with the outside.

This is not an easy thing to do, not to mention that the Donghu army there is well guarded, and it is dangerous to act, Han Li knows that Lu Dao is beside Murong Li, the king of Pi, there is a group of things that do not belong to the human world to guard, just like what I heard from Gan Fei that the demon guards around the tyrant of Di Qin who were assassinated by the swordsman Chi Tang once assassinated, the situation here is almost the same.

To deal with this kind of thing, Han Li has an unshirkable responsibility. Although there are masters in the world who specialize in dealing with this kind of thing, none of them are here, so only himself, a swordsman from the public mansion known as the Qianjun Huaren, can take on this important task.

Taking advantage of this thunderstorm, several major swordsmen from the public mansion sneaked into Xuchang City unknowingly, this is not difficult, they are about to set off, Mo Yumei should also withdraw from this emotion as soon as possible, this is a cautious and cautious lurking, and there is no room for the slightest rash and negligence. Yu Mei is an excellent swordsman, she will adjust her mood by herself. Han Li thought so, so he didn't say anything more.

She was just grieving for her murdered lover, but Han Li's thoughts suddenly turned to her own encounter, and her heart tightened, I didn't even have a chance to avenge my lover, and I never will. My love, my dance...... She was killed in front of my eyes, but I couldn't hate the person who killed her, she was a demon, a demon who wanted to harm me, but I didn't hate her, I only remembered her tenderness and sweetness with me, how ironic was that?

Stop! If I continue to think like this, even my own state of mind will make waves, this is a big taboo before acting, Han Li pulled back his thoughts, and subconsciously touched the pearl necklace under his neck, the time is almost up, it's time to go.

"Is it okay now?"

Mo Yumei's breathing had gradually calmed down, the corners of her mouth raised, and she gave a cold and proud smile: "No problem, I will take revenge in the right place and at the right time, and I will not be like last time." ”

"There is no next time!" Han Li nodded, his tone was more serious, and his eyes swept towards the swordsmen in front of him, Mei Yu Lonely Goose Mo Yu Mei, Blood Drawing Sky Eagle Chaojie Hao, Soul Snatcher Pheasant Han Ni, Room Raider Jie Yan Zhuo Qiuyi, and Shadow Spirit Sparrow Guo Feixiong. This time, they were all swordsmen who were known for their light skills.

"Let's go!" With Han Li's short order, the six swordsmen pulled the canopy of the cloak, and their entire bodies were wrapped in a rain-proof tarpaulin cloak, and then, wearing out of the military tent, submerged in the torrential rain of lightning and thunder.