When Chen Tuo arrived at the palace, he saw King Nan frowning, walking around the hall with his hands behind his back, and his mood seemed to be very anxious.

"There are cultivators in the Moshan Guan Rong Army, I want to ask you to take a trip. King Nan's eyes were hopeful.

"Okay!" Chen Tuo did not refuse.

There is a cultivator on the side of the Rong Kingdom, this is definitely a big deal, Chen Tuo already has a guess in his heart, if he is not wrong, then the cultivator should be from Laoshi Mountain.

"Be careful. Finally, King Nan instructed.

When a cultivator appeared in Rong Jun, he shouldn't have let Chen Tuo come forward, after all, Chen Tuo was not his courtier, but now, he had no other way.

Chen Tuo nodded.

After leaving the palace, he did not choose the horse prepared for him by King Nan, nor did he go back to Yanfu to "take" the black-haired beast.

With the foot strength of these mounts, no matter how fast the speed is, it will take several days to set off from Nandu and reach Moshan Pass at the earliest.

It's been too long.

The sunset slanted in the west.

In the evening, ten miles outside the southern capital.

On the official road of Huangsha, a carriage full of dry firewood was driving towards the capital.

The driver was a white-haired old man, poorly dressed, holding the reins in one hand and a dry tobacco pipe in the other.

Next to him, sat a pink female doll.

The old man was an experienced old coachman, and the carriage was very stable, and he could control the bumpy gravel roads smoothly.

The female doll was playing by herself, looking up at the sky from time to time, looking at the flying birds that passed by, and when she saw the birds she didn't know, she shouted: Grandpa, grandpa, what kind of bird is that?

Whenever this happens, the old man will put down the dry tobacco and patiently explain to the female doll: "Baby, that's an eagle vulture, a kind of eagle, which eats carrion, so this kind of bird is very unlucky, don't catch it, because the meat is sour, it's useless to catch it, and you can't eat it......"

The female doll looked up and listened very carefully.

Suddenly, her big eyes blinked, and she shouted, "Grandpa, there's another bird...... What a big one......"

"Yes, let Grandpa see what kind of big bird it is!"

In the sky, a dark shadow appeared, and the old man looked up, and at first glance, he thought he was dazzled.

Rubbing his eyes, when he looked at it again, the black shadow was getting bigger and bigger, and he could see it clearly, but he was so frightened that one of his hands trembled, and the dry tobacco pipe almost fell off.

That, that...... Where is a bird?

That's a person!

It was a young man, who suddenly fell from a high altitude, and the solid official road ground cracked instantly, and then only heard a 'boom', and the young man bounced into the sky again, and soon, he disappeared into the sky.

The girl doll looked at the black dot that disappeared into the sky, and shouted: "Grandpa, it wasn't a bird just now, it was a big brother, didn't you say that only birds can fly?

“...... This ......"

"Grandpa, I want to fly ...... too"

——

Early the next morning.

After a day and a night of 'non-stop', Chen Tuo rushed to Moshan Pass.

At this time, the city was full of gloomy clouds.

Hong Tongtian died.

When Chen Tuo learned the news for the first time, he was extremely angry in his heart, the general Hong who had been drinking and laughing with him was actually dead?

If Uncle Yan and Hong Fu knew, how sad they were!

Chen Tuo felt sad in his heart and asked, "What's going on?"

General Tan's voice choked and said: "At noon the day before yesterday, the general of Rongguo Xin Hu came to call for battle, General Hong went out of the city to meet the enemy, and he was about to kill that Xin Hu, but unexpectedly, the other party came to a master, and killed General Hong in a face, and even the general's body was taken away, I heard that the master was a cultivator. ”

"I'll go and bring General Hong back, and I will let Rong Guo and Laoshshan repay this blood debt. Chen Tuodao, his eyes were very cold.

Chen Tuo had also been in the southern country for a while, and he knew that among the various sects and sects, there was a treaty that was customary, and cultivators could not act at will.

Because they have extraordinary strength, they are already above the mundane.

Once they make a move, it will cause the death of countless ordinary people, so all along, the various sects have set a rule that practitioners cannot interfere in ordinary things.

For example, Wu Daoren, the national teacher of the southern country, is only guarding the southern capital, and he will not do it easily unless there are special circumstances.

Having said that, it does not prevent some ambitious forces from supporting a kingdom, such as the Rong Kingdom, which is supported by the Raush Mountains.

But unexpectedly, now someone broke the treaty first, which had to make Chen Tuo angry, and most importantly, he also killed Hong Tongtian.

Absolutely unforgivable.

General Tan opened his mouth slightly: "However, that's a cultivator......"

Chen Tuo's eyes narrowed slightly: "What about cultivators, since he broke this rule, then I don't mind uprooting Laosh Mountain!"

General Tan's pupils shrank slightly, and from Chen Tuo's domineering words, he seemed to sense something.

——

Thirty miles away from Moshan Pass.

This is the Rong State Tent, where 60,000 Rong troops are stationed.

Since a few months ago, after Yemanxiu died in battle, Rong Guo sent another general, Xin Hu, to take over the position of Yemanxiu's commander.

At this time, the commander camped the tent.

On the big tiger skin chair, there sat an old man, dressed in a gray robe, with gray hair, a gloomy face, and eyes like eagles, full of indifference.

In front of him, stood a general wearing a black helmet and iron armor.

He is Xin Hu.

Xin Hu's status in the Rong State is no less than that of Ye Manxiu, and his strength is extraordinary, otherwise the King of Rong would not have sent him to sit in the town.

For the old man in front of him, Xin Hu was very respectful.

He saw that the old man had killed the southern general Hong Tongtian with one palm, and he also learned from the side news that this old man was a real cultivator.

Cultivators, that is a transcendent existence that transcends the mundane, one person can cross thousands of armies and horses, and come and go freely and unhindered.

The life span is even more than that of a martial artist in the four realms of the mundane.

The distance between a martial artist and a cultivator is like a moat, and many martial artists practice hard work, and if they don't have the opportunity, they may not be able to step into the door of cultivation.

Xin Hu said respectfully: "Immortal, the person you said, will he really come?"

For the title of 'immortal', Elder Xue Yuan of Laoshi Mountain enjoyed it very much, he took a sip of tea, and then said slowly: "I believe that Nandu has also received the news, Wu Daoren will not make a move, and he can't make a move, and Nanwang can only ask him to make a move." ”

"Be patient, I'm sure he'll be back!"

Xue Yuanzheng put down the teacup, suddenly frowned, and said to himself, "Hmm!?